Oh! to let the sun reach through
those glorious silver branches
As we tread bare through the
white, cold ground, decorated in
Those golden fingers brush against
the robin's bright, crimson chest
as it hops one way and the other
Backwards; to and fro
from the crunch the crystals create
beneath our heavy, slow weight.
But, wait! listen
to the silence
That winter-spring creates
in its beautiful, foreboding hope
for companionship and wonder.
How does it cope?
As others remain cooped in their homely
And only we are there to keep it cherished,
Forever and Forever.
Like a ringing in my ears,
the loneliness consumes,
becomes all I sense.
The darkness corners me,
it takes me with it,
and I am left to fight,
giving into the coldness,
but I love it.
Flashes of bright red,
like the flashing lights,
of the police cars,
when they took me,
calling me insane,
like they slapped a label,
I am labeled dangerous,
They don't know,
they treat me like a box of explosives,
in their infatuation of a safe and freak-free world,
but I really should be marked fragile.
But they would never know.
I smell blood,
and often scent here,
in my cages.
I am like a caged bird,
just waiting to be free.
I heard the door bell
But ignored the ring
I went about my day
I thought I could enjoy the little things
My dogs basking in the sun
I played my favorite games
The door bell kept ringing
Yeah it was a little annoying
But I ignored it for the most part
Slept through the night
And did it over again
The rings turned into knocks
I played my games but was a little distracted
My dogs were still adorable and I hugged them tight
I laid in bed, took me awhile to sleep because there were still knocks at my door
A year goes by
And I've tuned out the knocks for the most part
I was still enjoying my games for the most part
My dogs energy was still entrancing me..for the most part
One day the knocks became bangs
was all I could hear at my door
My games weren't fun anymore
My dogs whined at my feet
Sleeping at first was hard
But eventually became easy
For it was the only way to escape the noise
You're behind my tainted eyes,
the one who's perfect in the moonlight.
I crave to see your beauty,
but I cannot see through my eyes.
I have not seen you in a
while, but you are right next to me.
How can I feel so alone,
as if there are no people?
You sound so perfect right behind
my dirty dark masked eyes tonight.
I need the things that lie behind
my tainted, masked eyes tonight.
You sound just like and angel
in disguise to my masked up eyes.
You are fragile on your own,
so I will keep you safe and sound.
Excuse my eyes, is all I ask
from you and I will be there for you.
You sound so perfect right behind
my cloudy black masked eyes tonight.
The sun is shining,
and yet no warmth reaches to me
A cold shadow looms over,
and I chose to hide within
I know nothing of these people,
and yet I ache to understand
What is it they see?
Do they pretend and give fake smiles too?
Dejected from their thoughts,
yet I feel perfectly fine-
There is peace, even in this cheerless place
Accept everything as it is,
and don't dare glance back
Do not keep your melancholy feelings
all to yourself, just stand tall.
Expect absolutely nothing and
do not bother to lean on another
I look outside,
See all the things that I'm missing,
I feel empty,
Too scared to still make the change,
I follow the same old pattern,
The pattern that kills me,
While I'm still breathing,
I'm choking myself slowly,
It's like a disease,
I'm supposed to live,
But I've given up,
Given up in slowmotion.
As I sit here and stare into nothingness,
I feel your warmth beside me,
Even if you're not here,
Even if you might not exist,
I feel your presence and it calms me down.
Your chest against mine,
my hands around your waist,
my lips on your lips,
and my heart intertwined with yours.
I may never have the pleasure to meet you,
I may never deserve to greet you,
but in my mind I can create my own faith,
and my faith lays with you, my princess in distress.
I want to help you mend,
give you time to heal,
and make you smile from the moment you wake till you fall sound asleep.
You're my everything, but I might always get nothing.
You're my dream, but dreams don't always come true.
You may not wait for me, I can't expect you too either
It might be too late, it might be my faulth.
Towering above realities,
A facade of sorts,
Attempts to bring down, break through..
chisel away piece by piece.
claw, scratch, dig.
Only the true get in..
Only the real get in..
Only the true persevere... Only the real persevere.