A Perfect Dream

If I may ask one thing I beg you please, dont forget me,
This life I lead is not what I have ment for you,
But the life we had was the dream come true,
Its said that dreams have to always come to an end, 
For with you I had everything had ever wanted,
But once I woke up and looked around everything disapeared,
And I was left with this reality of what could have been but what forever is now,
Every night I lay and pray to only see your face as my eyes grow soft and float away.
Search from place to place saying your name and leaveing a trail of tears for your to follow,
I only wish to find that dream that I once had and to live the rest of eturnity in this bed,
With you and I as the only sense of reality liveing our lives out in a world of perfect fantacy,
For getting the past and leaving the future to forever be together. 

Liar Liar

What can there be left to say,
The life you had is not here to stay,
And the love you had has all but died,
But the face you have has only lied, 

Keeping things locked inside,
Holding words you should not hide,
You say your full of might,
But in your face that is not the sight,

The walls you built for here to stay,
Are full of holes but only few may say,
And all the words are said and done,
But your are still the only one,

Leading the path that you least desire,
Burning the bridges and fueling your own fire,
What can there be left to say?
To a broken mans only way, 

Becoming a shadow in the dark,
And leaving the words to only bark,
Leading in a hole so black,
Even the tears are hard to track, 

And thus the words spins round and round,
Turning the page in your book well bound,
Facing the demons that you desire,
Said it is but you are a liar. 

Richard Michael Hiltner II

A Rose So Red

When all has lost and all has died,
When the world to its end has tried,
A rose so red, a rose so fine,
May only grow in a heart like mine,

And though the peddels wither and wilt,
Beneath, below stands a core well built,
One to be seen is hard to say,
But there it stands for every day,

As elaborate as is may seem,
My sole at rest is only a dream,
For the life that comes from the bodies host,
Draining more and more and then the most,

Giving the rose life once more,
Only again for peddels to hit the floor,
And once the life has all been drained,
Even the rose to none has gained,

Leaving the red to wither and wilt,
Filling the core with sadness and guilt,
The rose turns black but not to fade,
The rose turns black now only the sole to raid. 

Richard Michael Hiltner II

Lost

What have I done?
Why am I always the one on the run?

Good intentions to be ignored,
Self destructions can be assured,

Falling farther that from grace,
Evil now an increasing pace,

Seeing now the life I once built,
Crashing down and left to wilt,

There is no good that may come from this,
While ignorance has lost its bliss,

Ever since Polarise died,
Rightousness has been denied,

Hiding the glow that led my path,
Heartache now may feel the wrath,

Searching the dark for one so near,
Solitude an increasing fear,

Yet for now a place I lay,
Hiden where none may say,

And if the light were to come back down,
This place I am to all would drown.

Richard Michael Hiltner II

All the words are said and done,

All the times are dead and gone.

Your heart has moved to another place,

Leaving my sould without a trace.

Of the peace it once shared,

And the love it once faired.

And though it plays everyday in my head,

To you this place i have never lead,

And the life you wanted never seemed so near,

But with love there is still fear,

I should have stood for all I meant,

And all the letters I wrote but never sent,

The words I feel have never seemed so blank,

When finding the letters is like robbing a bank,

I put up a good fight and although I tried,

Stealing the words never seemed justified,

Now in the end I have come to stay,

And finding the words I've tried to say,

Buy nothing can prove my love for you,

But in the end my love for you has always stayed true. 

Richard Michael Hiltner II