Him Part : 1 (Apr. 30, 2014)

He surpasses the ideas given to me by the broken pieces of time.

Slowly eradicating any pre-notion of what true love really is.

My heart flutters to the sound of his voice as he declares his love for me,

And my mind runs rampant over the truly raw form of emotion we hold for one another.

It seems without him my soul is incomplete.

My flames left without a substance to generate their existence.

And my intellect left without the vitality of his own to match.

It’s such a sad life to walk this world as a fragmented part of an entirety.

Yet such a beautiful one when that of the other element becomes shared.

Then a wave of passion engulfs everything that you once were,

And creates a new coercion that allows his shattered heart to mend with mine, becoming one

Giving us a love so terrifyingly beautiful that only each other can truly understand.

And so precise that only each other can truly obtain. 

Copyright © 2014 Ashlie Pfeifer

Oblivion : In The Ward ( April 26,2014)

I know the trance of oblivion. 
How she entices you with a broken promise. 
How she lures you with a mistaken beauty.
She is an unmeasurable force, begging for the lost to succumb to her desires.
Yet I , being one that seemed to crave, know only of the terror she emits. 
As blood poured from my wrist and tears flooded my eyes, I saw her face.
She kissed my lips ever so gently, as if to welcome me into a world of eternity, and gazed into my soul. 
For in that moment, that brief instance of time, I was in the eye of the storm.
An overwhelming calm entered my heart, and I was ready to take her hand. 
Ready to extinguish all existence of the misery my life held.
Softly the clouds began to whisper my name, and like that, the darkness enthralled me.
In all honesty, I don't quite remember how I survived, but I'm thankful I did. 
Perhaps she let go, or maybe just realized I'm not what she wanted, either way here I am.
Not dead, but not quite alive anymore either.
I've seen into her eyes and I know there's no forgetting.
She shall forever remain my dark mistress and I her forbidden love.
And together we shall be something but yet nothing at all. 

Copyright © 2014 Ashlie Pfeifer