Perfect Light

Whatever you’ve lost; whatever you leave; whatever your lonely stifled need; whenever the night is tightening; wherever you are, the light will reach. Whatever you touch; whatever you feel; whatever the cut that life won’t heal; however wide the silence seems; wherever you want me, I will be. I will hear you; I’ll cross the distance in your eyes. Whatever you want to never reveal; whatever your broken eyes conceal; wherever the shells of lightning lead; wherever you want me, I will be. Whatever you find; whatever you see; whenever you’re not in sight of me; whenever the arms of darkness breach; wherever you are, the light will reach. Oh, Ophelia, I’m strong enough to lift you up.

Submitted by Corpse Grinder — Apr 26, 2025

Meet the measure of my mind. Nothing in this life is unchangeable or unchanging. We are wakening our lives together; we are unmaking everything we’re ashamed of. In the meshes of the night, never was I blinded to anything so completely. Take what’s left behind my eyes; whatever you can find, refine it and make it in to something beautiful. Leave the sentence of your side; these moments in mine transcend everything that is failing. And lead a little with your light; the level of my light is paler now. It is paling. Where peace and darkness divide, I am beside you in the tatters of my weakness. Meet the measure of my mind; this night won’t define us – it reveals us. Let’s believe ourselves, and time may prove to us. Please, what can I tell you which adds not little that’s lost to our lives? Raise your eyes; hold the reins with your hungering hands; heave your heart from the weight; and let life break through to us; let life make new to us; let life taste true to us; because sometimes it’s so hard to find

Submitted by Cyberwaste — Apr 26, 2025

Too well I remember (or well it remembers me) one hollow night with fateful fidelity. Defined there forever, when you touched me like broken glass. The light never left me. I raised my sacrifice, I made my offering, and I am the measure of all things. Has memory made a filter to life? A dam to all other experience? You are the last light; you hold the glory; you throw the levels of life before me; you know my colours; you span the best of me; but you could never understand a human heart.

Submitted by Morgoth — Apr 26, 2025

The hardest single time that we fell upon overcame us like a god. Tonight, I will not try to harden truth with reasons, but I turn the pieces over like I need them, and maybe in some way I do. I dare not now return for the roar of memories, or to see how slight a trace we left of our lives. In another time, in another place, you are standing there, above me, my head in your hands, and you know. You live in everything I love and everything I’ll never be. You’re traced in everything I touch. You are the rhythm of my days and the spaces in between. The darkness I defined has not forgotten me, but ever presses closer the bounds of my reach. Tonight, I will not try to harden truth with reasons - a silence says it all; it comes to remind me who I am.

Submitted by Warbringer — Apr 26, 2025

‘I am here at the heart of my life’ - the line falls between the weight of moments. And then the future pulls you from my sight; frames of light flicker past me, reeling forward. The way they go by reminds me of my pain. But even there it falls upon my eyes, and I falter out in to the night of London Street; a swollen darkness you can’t imagine, that sways and holds my resigned better selves. Maybe I’m losing both of us – tell me I’m not. Maybe our lives are tipping over; take me; raise me up. And lately my heart has slipped my hold, but maybe, maybe I can reach. And maybe I’m an island, but make me like the sea, to pour across your shores and borders before it covers me. I will cover up the scars for you, and the dead parts of the past for you; uncover your eyes for you to see that no one has loved you this way; nobody will love you this way; and though I know you feel it, I need you more to know. Am I strong enough to carry this? or too weak to let it go?

Submitted by Dahmers Fridge — Apr 26, 2025

Years have grown between us, and changes for the good; but John, you knew me better than almost anybody would. Through all our conversation, it’s strange to think of how we would walk away from it all, the weight of which still lingers now. And all that I thought mattered brings me back to you. If you were here to ask me what I now believe, I’d say, ‘life can never be held but only lived.’

Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Apr 26, 2025

Too well I remember (or well it remembers me) one hollow night with fateful fidelity. Defined there forever, when you touched me like broken glass. The light never left me. I raised my sacrifice, I made my offering, and I am the measure of all things. Has memory made a filter to life? A dam to all other experience? You are the last light; you hold the glory; you throw the levels of life before me; you know my colours; you span the best of me; but you could never understand a human heart.

Submitted by Immortal — Apr 26, 2025

Far away from home And everyone I really know All at once I find I'm a stranger even to myself And like the snow that's falling I've never been so pure before Christiania, before I leave you You'll leave a mark on me I like the way you smile I like the way you try to hide And in my hardest moment I like the way you seem to read my mind And what would I not say To be in that room again If only for one moment That you would hold me In your tiny hand, and I might say Tomorrow I could find you, and you might take Something that I thought I could never give away If just to think I've something more to show And as I touch the sky I feel the space I've left behind So carry me back home Out on my own, I, like in a living dream And all the lights of London Are like a million reproachful eyes Tomorrow I'll be walking a different city Beneath a different sky And what would I not say If we were in that room again If only for one lifetime You would take me In your tiny hand, to a place Where I know that I can find you To a place, Where everything I've done and I've done has gone away If just to show me something I don't know

Submitted by Nargaroth — Apr 26, 2025

Marazion, how long can I live with nothing While there you keep a part of me? There you keep a part of me Tonight the space between us is wide as any distance, And I could not be close enough If I could just be strong enough, But I don't want to face it. Marazion, keep holding on to the better part of me; Hold on to that part of me. The western winds are blowing back the memories - Before the darkness broke in me And began unraveling. And I don't want to name it, But the pain that I never rise above, I thought it the measure of my love, But I've loved you more than that. I’ve loved you more than that I have loved you more than that.

Submitted by Finntroll — Apr 26, 2025

I can’t see my way when shame is covering my eyes. Carry a flame for me that I might make it; Faltering forward as the time. I can leave no traces Or I can move the stars in space; But I can say nothing for the weight of the action that lies like scars upon my face. But I will say for you anything you need to hear – I mean it, I mean it; Take the longing from these restless eyes And keep it for as long as you need it. I mean it, I mean it; Take the longing from me. I won’t see you changing should you remember me somehow. What in the world would make me feel that way When nothing on earth would make me now? All I ever wanted was something that I have never seen. And all that I ever, ever offered was something that I have never been; But I will play for you any part you need, my love – I mean it, I mean it; Take the longing from these restless eyes And keep it for as long as you need. I mean it, I mean it; Take the longing from me. I can’t make things right, baby But you know that I will try. Say that I waited from now till forever; Say that my tongue should never speak; Say that I stayed here and lay down beside you; Say that I buried my mouth in your hair.

Submitted by johnmansley — Apr 26, 2025