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it is your sadness that speaks
stirring this soul that resides in the dark
the shadows that lurk behind your eyes
are the monsters caged inside this heart
we fear, we falter, we fail, we fall
over and over, again and again
like broken records that know no end
and we kept on repeating the same mistakes
never learning, never letting go
yearning for the same touch that burns
the same dangerous love that hurts
the scars they map out the path we took
crisscrossing our hearts and soul
invisible to the eyes yet only we can feel
the depths of the wounds that healed
as time caresses the hurts we nurse
closing them yet reminding us
on how we keep on falling for the same tricks
the same sins that we wallow in
in the aftermath of our tears

-©Little Ink Elf 052414-






walk away from the desolation of a broken heart,
where smashed dreams and remnants of promises litter the ground.
your shadow need not darken the encrusted floor anymore
where blood, tears and sweat have mingled and dried.
for this house no longer holds the warmth you once loved
all that is left is the silence and the emptiness
and the memories built that are starting to fade.

Walk away from the despair that slowly creeps inside,
its fingers will try to reach out and strangle your soul,
let the door to this chapter softly swing shut
lock the pain along with the remains of a broken heart,
keep it at bay lest it seeps into the light that you hold still
and darken it with anger and hate that can torture and maim
leaving you a slave to the burgeoning shadows of distrust.

Walk away from the tears that constantly flow,
the soul can only bear so much hurt in a lifetime.
Turn your back on the loneliness that hounds you,
don’t let the growing chasm of silence swallow you whole.
Seek the courage that is hidden deep within you,
let its light banish the clouds of confusion that blind you
and let you find the path where your heart will truly belong.

-©Little Ink Elf 022414-

Fragile is the Heart

Fragile is the heart that is slowly losing hope
that its whispered prayers will be heard
in the silence of the night that grows ever so long
in the absence of the light that you bear
where chilling winds make their home inside
the heart where love once reigned but now gone.

Would the pleas given voice by falling tears
dry up as your hands caress them away
from wet cheeks that you once tenderly kissed
when the world revolved around our entwined hands
and shadows merging into the starlit skies
moving as one while time stood still?

Fragile is the heart then when the dreams start to fade
like the setting sun’s rays that disappear into the horizon
as night’s cold fingers break daylight’s hold
letting the chill breath of silence makes its way
towards the flickering flame of hope that resides
in this heart for it to vanquish once and for all.

-Little Ink Elf 122713-

If This Will be The Last

If this will be the last
I will lay my heart at your feet
with all its scars and hurts
its hopes and dreams
everything I have to offer
to you I will give.

If this will be the last
I will not bind you with tears
but with love I’ll set you free
no words are needed to be said
you can turn around and walk away.

If this will be the last
I will not ask you to stay
nor beg or plead on bended knees
but watch you with these brown eyes
searing your image in my mind.

If this will be the last,
leave me with happier memories,
ones I can go back to time and again,
just to remind me that you were real,
and had the chance to call you mine.

-Little Ink Elf 090113-

Now I understand, your world is not mine.
I tried to get in but the locks don’t match my keys.
I’m standing at your front step knocking on your door,
yet no one came to answer my call.
Not a hint of your shadow by the window,
your silence answering my hellos.
Just me and my wishful thinking
that you’ll want me in your world too.
Time has passed and all I see
is your world’s door barred from within.
There is no sign that you heard me,
or even the sound of my tears falling,
so I’ll leave you something to remember me by.
A piece of my heart you’ve broken
with your silence and your lies.

-Little Ink Elf 071513-



golden liquor that runs down parched throat,
sending senses reeling away from reality.
a touch of sadness can be seen upon eyes
that try to plumb this liquor’s mysteries.
bubbles float and foam forms,
on still surface that glistens against the light.
mirroring eyes red in the aftermath of tears,
trying to strengthen false courage with every sip
from the lips of its ice cold beer.
trying to be brave, trying to live even when its
heart knows it has already lost the war that love
has forced upon it.
with red rimmed eyes and cracked lips whispering
its hurts to deaf ears of its liquid companion,
drowning its heart, drowning its soul,
losing sanity, breaking down, breaking apart.

-Little Ink Elf 070113-

waiting for the storm

storm clouds gather, lightning burning into
the depths of the earth.
parched, naked soil like faces upturned,
hungry for drops of rain to quench insatiable thirst
that wells up from within.
hungry for the taste of clarity that this obscured
and muddied surface dreams of.
just a taste of the tears of the heavens to wash away
the pain.

-Little Ink Elf 061313-

Waiting for the Rain

I am waiting for the rain to fall so I can drown my
I am waiting for the thunder to roll to silence the
screams echoing in my soul.
I am waiting for the lightning to blind my senses with
its searing presence.
I am waiting for the rain to pour down in torrents to
mask these traitorous tears.
I am waiting for the violence of the wind to take me
away from this cruel place I’m in.
I am waiting for the tempestuous storm to relieve me
of this swirling emotions inside.
I am waiting for the rain to fall.

-Little Ink Elf 060413-

A Disease Called You


i am bedded down with a disease called you,
and i am sorry i let you get the best of me.
i am tired of all the silence you left me with,
and i am ashamed with these tears that fall consistently.

i am bedded down with a disease called love,
and i am shivering despite the heat.
i am tired of living life with the pain caused by you,
and i am in need of a change of scenery.

i am bedded down with a disease called hurt,
and i know i’ll never erase it because it was made by you.
i am tired of hiding behind false smiles,
and i know i am just a finger’s breadth away from madness caused by lies.

i am bedded down with a disease called you,
and i know there is no cure for me to take to get rid of it.
i am tired of taking the usual remedies
and i am just waiting for the pain to go away.

-Little Ink Elf 051613-

Private Hell


Burning letters, burning dreams
love put on hold clouding her eyes.
Tears do fall yet remain unnoticed,
each drop desperately clinging to her
long dark lashes.
Blurred lines and visions is all she sees,
trying to retain a semblance of heaven
in her own private hell.

-Little Ink Elf 040913-

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