The pain gets stronger and stronger
Each and every minute you are not near.
Distant haunting screams now fill my ears
As my eyes start searching, there about to tear.
I can never make it without you
And losing you is my only fear.
Vows given to you many years ago
Promising, right behind you I will instantly also go.
Never shall we ever be apart
And if so, that is when all the killing will start.
Deepest of all connections we do share
Complimenting each other we are the perfect pair.
So weak I am for I give you all my power
I’m writing this poem and it’s all about you
And look you have been only gone for a half an hour.
Please hurry, have fun and come back home to me, OK
Because there has never been a day
Where we haven’t seen each other every day.
Searching high and low for the fountain of youth
Hoping to fulfill the only wish you ever did
All because you said,
“Daddy, I wish you were like me,
so we can be together forever".
and then questioned me with,
Why can't you become a little Kid”
He was the kind of boy
Who used to look at his reflection
Not at the sea.
Until the day
He got glasses
your energy competes with mine,
a battle just to feel alive.
i know that i can't beat you,
so i only live to please you.
you cast away my sorrows
you numb all of my pain
they say i have everything to lose
but there is nothing for me to gain
you're my only support,
yet they say you tear me down.
i've been told to look forward,
but i like this view from the ground.
i seek you in the shadows,
constant struggle, endless fight.
and every time i find you,
they rush to turn on the light.
i smile at the thought of you
dancing in my veins,
my body is just a vessel,
you are my soul, my heart, my brains.
you let me be myself
though i don't know who that is.
i've lost track of who is using who--
but that is half the bliss.
i lean my head back,
let the world drip, and melt, and shatter.
i can't remember-- what is reality?
i suppose it doesn't matter.
you made me trust that you would join me
in the depths of my despair.
but lately it seems like you dragged me,
like i wasn't already there.
A girl lost her father and found her bitter tears
She found out all the lies of the past years
She knows what she's got but takes it for granted
She wants to grow up fast but be nothing like her selfish parents
She seen to much at her adolescent age
Figures closing her eyes tight would make the memories go away
Sits in the dark to reconcile with her recent demons
They offer her a captive dream for her soul & freedom
She sells it with the idea that she ain't got noting left.
The spotlight over shines her true dark side
She fakes a smile while the pain pours through her eyes
Healing takes to long, what ever happen to overtime?
Now, Her addiction numbs what hurts most inside.
"Dear perfect girl I'm sorry you couldn't be free
I'm sorry your ugly past covered ya true beau-ty
We gain an angel, who I see when I look up into the sky
I guess it's true...the young are the good ones to die."
A captive of geography
Wings of freedom lacerated by circumstance
Choking on quicksand that engulfed him long ago
The lifeless land he inhabits
With no promise of tomorrow
No hope for today
Determination laced with desperation
He is quite the cute pile of misery and regret
Paralysed by fear of what he knows is coming
The mockery that will be him
"Kick the chair from underneath you and be done with it nate"
The voices swirl inside his head like an endless chorus haunting and guiding him to his end
He walks this earth with a dark and somber string quartet as the soundtrack to his life
That which troubles his soul conquers it
Still he won't surrender.
The thought of you crossed my mind today,
for the first time in weeks.
I wondered what sort of demons thought it would be funny
to do something like that to me.
I tried to play it off easy,
shaking it away from my mind.
After all, it's been much too long since you went away
and I'd look like a weak fool trying to pick myself up again
from the starting line
if there even is one anymore.
But I'd like to say I'm already across the finish,
that this race of forgetting you is over.
for that one brief moment when you managed to drill yourself back into my head,
I recognized the familiar voice of a past love.
I let go long ago,
I've got a car full of gas and places to go.
I've got sights to see and people to meet,
I've got things to do and love worthy to be found
and you're not slowing me down one bit anymore.
Thanks for the little reminder,
but no, I will not take you back.
You're reaching out in a last desperate attempt
to try and convince me that I need you.
I can only wonder why
you still seem to have a part of me.
I'll live with this burden for the rest of my days. Shaking off one memory at a time.