During the brief moment
Of utmost vulnerability
The end of fairy tale kisses
Marking the era of a cruel reality
With the intention of shattering
You came, caressing the scars
With glimpses of desperation
And envying the collision of stars
With my inability to hinder
Your plans to have mine stolen
During my reconstruction of walls
You planned out the forbidden
You acted, without a shred of doubt
I responded, through utter loss
Now that its ended, I still can't believe
That what I warned others of, happened to us
Her heart is chipped and broken
she gave her all, and more
Words that went unspoken
what "I love you", is for
He's always been real dense
gotta spell out every line
No excuse or good defense
messed up real bad, this time
Repairs and amends
no option now, my friend
You spilled all her emotions
you've come to, the bitter end
That kind of stain, you'll never lose
as bleach and worse it seems
Tangled in your heart for now
forever lost, within your dreams
Oh dear oh dear what did I do?
Never did I want to hurt you.
But why oh why must you lock me outside?
Please let me in and I'll give up my pride.
I'll say it loud and I'll say it true.
I'm sorry for what ever I did to you.
But please don't leave me in the dark.
Please let me know where I left a mark.
It feels lonely not to know.
To want the love I used to own.
But I guess I only reap what I sow,
so maybe I deserve to be all alone.
We live amongst ourselves in recognition
memorialized for our distinct deeds rendered
It is here that we witness ourselves flourish
as our aged reflections are kept pristine
Rehearsing our roles to absolute perfection
awaiting for this progressive saga to be told
As we are the revered immortals here...
never to be forgiven
When it rains I am cold
When it rains I have no shelter
When it rains I try to hide but fail
When it rains I'm ALONE
But when you are there
I fell warm
It's as of the rain stops
Were the world goes silent
You warm my heart like no other
You dont have to be perfect to be mine
I hope you feel the same
Because with out you
I would be cold
Confused lost and unforgiven
I would be nothing
No one would would be there through the hard
What I just want to say is I love you
I know you love me but is it true
That's not for me to answer only you can do that
How much rope?
for the misanthrope
hang em high
theres no hope
like a high plains drifter
what you seek is what you find
within death there is life
within the pen
there is a knife
and it executes
with surgical precision
when you look into his eyes
know that he's the unforgiven.
The lighting of streets' corners -
Even those corners that hitherto were dark and unwelcoming.
As the sunset bleeds
on the city's disappearing silhouette.
The shimmering traffic;
The blares of multiple cars as they try to rush home.
As windows smile brightly to passersby.
The return of Santa Claus!
The holiday seasons,
Winter to the snow laden,
Harmattan to the arid lands.
Chilly on all sides.
The warmth of the fireplace,
The joy of the days to come.
The jingles of merry bells.
The bright lights of Christmas trees.
A reminder that all of humanity can still be happy.
That there is still hope.
That we can share in each other's joy.
And always be there for each other.
Were I wander the sun don't shine
Over the rainbow.
My rainbow forever crys tears of saddness.
It doesn't complement a pot of gold.
Wherever I roam there is no happiness
Because everything is completely dark
There is no day
Of painful cries
Cries that aren't heard
Just endless torcher
believe me. you wouldn't want to live there.
I looked to heaven today and I found God, to my surprise
He was pointing at me and laughing
Watching me spiralling.
He thought it ironic how I said I didn't believe in him.
He wasn't offended even a little bit
But he let me know that he didn't believe in me either.
I can't blame him, I don't reach out or try to talk to him anymore
And the only times I say his name are all in vain.
Even now, I'm slightly pissing him off by not capitalising "H"s or calling him "Lord".
Then again, I doubt he gives a fuck about grammar or what I think.
I came to a field where the winds echoed the sound of your voice
And I wept
Sowing the seeds of sorrow with regret
Wait for me
But your voice fell upon deaf ears
I am asleep at the helm of my ship
Covered in mounds of vegetation not fit to feed even the wicked
WHERE ARE YOU
I cannot hear the sound of my voice, neither can I dig you out from this sick soul pit
I fear you are drowning
How do I pull you to shore when there is no shore to be seen?
How can I find you inner child, if you are so unwilling to find me?