Kamerin R. Brown

"The Tempo Of A Broken Heart"
As the fire wraps around your broken soul,
It captivates, and escalates our feelings from the core,
While I stand beside you, listen to your breath,
The oxygen depleting, knowing soon will be no more,
But I am not the one to bring you back,
I will never know exactly what we had,
What we could have had,
More than words you speak to calm my racing mind,
Demoralized and hypnotized to feel the way they want,
Songs to soothe emotions, blending with our fear,
I know in time you’ll find me so I’m choosing not to run,
But I am not the one to bring you back,
I will never know exactly what we had,
What we could have had,
Tell me that you’ll never go again,
Match the tempo to this broken heartbeat rhythm,
Press your ear against my chest to hear,
Nature of existence, this is life with distance,
Please don’t make me wait,
Don’t make me cry,
Don’t let me fall,
I’m not prepared to die,
"Light Projected By The Moon So Bright"
Delicate light from ocean reflections,
Will we deliver or will we surrender,
Sounds of the sea come to crash at the shore,
Giving it all but we're taking back more,
Falling from safety to rocks down below,
Waivering signals of bliss through the snow,
We can't be perfect and they'd never know,
If one had gone missing the rest would soon go,
Do we want to live,
We don't want to die,
Now we fear the end,
We want to survive,
Critical reception curves our desires,
Fearing the pain that destroys and inspires,
Making us whole just to tear us apart,
Feeling remorse but its only a start,
Shackled so tight to the earth we percieve,
Searching for reason and hoping to leave,
When will they realize its all in their mind,
If the ends coming will I stay behind,
"These Watching Eyes"
It was her deceitful eyes that caught you off guard,
Throwing you deeper into the forsaken ashes and filth,
A lost cause, sent to resurrect a life still living,
Pulling you further into a dark and loveless fate,
Her eyes were bleeding, shaddowed streams seeping deep into her skin,
Drawing you closer into her conclusive carress,
A knife still taunting, repeating motions of disaster,
Tearing you further into a reality you had not intended,
These eyes,
Watching you,
Around the corner and,
Through the holes in the walls,
These eyes,
Seeking you,
Around the corner and,
Through the holes in the walls,