They're still here
They won't go away
Ever night they come
Every night they hurt
The fucking nightmares
I know what they mean
I know what I must do
But I just can't
It would make me happy
But hurt too many people
Ill just suffer
To make them happy
I don't sleep
I don't eat
I put on a fake smile
To hide so much pain
Show a fake joy
To hide so much misery
Nobody would understand
So I keep it to myself
Hide it deep
But I claws its way out
It tears me apart
From the inside out
But I just push it deeper
But that just makes it angryer
But I can't hurt anybody
I can't tell them about it
It's to much
But I'll survive
i love you... i do
so what am i to do???
i know you love me to,
so why does this have to be
i have your heart, and
you have mine to... i want
you to be mine all the time...
but sometimes i feel like you've
left me behind...
I'm here, your there.. i feel
so alone, and even though we
share the same sky, stars and moon..
i still feel so alone...
i love you- i do!
so tell me what am i to
do!? i want you all the time...
but, somehow i feel like you've
left me behind...
A) I'm tired of lists
and writers who can hardly breathe
when they wake up in the morning
telling me how to wash him out of my hair,
and how to hug my father when I'm sad.
I don't have a father.
B) They never tell you how empty you'll feel
when you finally leave him. It's for the best, you know,
you deserve someone who loves you. Not that he didn't.
C) What the fuck am I supposed to do or choose or say?
D) You can fall in love with yourself,
but that's not a prerequisite for love.
You are deserving of love regardless
of where you are in your journey.
E) Stop listening to people who tell you
boys don't fall in love with sad girls.
You don't want a boy, you want a man,
and he will fall in love with you - a woman.
Your depression does not define you,
you are so much more than that, and he knows.
F) Most of all, do not listen
to your friends
that try to explain life to you
Good Morning Jehovah
You are always on my mind
You are this Poets rhyme
Your love is always on time
Today is all Yours!
I am all heart and ears
Tell me what all you want me
To know I will take note
Jehovah I will take hold
Your love of one of a kind
A love of everlasting
You hung the glowing moon last night
To give my poor heart rest
You pulled down the shade of my blues
Then you pulled up the shade in streamed of light
Good Morning Jehovah
You make my heart sing a new song
I give You my best and that would be all of me
I close myself to Your Inner Voice of peace
Your love has always been true to me
If I tread alone and make a poor choice
You Jehovah open my mind and clean my ways another time
My eyes may not see what is in front of me at times
But you are their to help me along the way
Your love is like no other
When I think of you all my pains of life goes away
Good Morning Jehovah
You are that new song that plays in my heart
The magnificent burden, of a gentle touch
could it be I care too much?
could my actions lead to distractions,
and wind up backfiring on me?
I long for you as far as the eye can see,
but does my own vision deceive?
Am I blinded by lust and confused by love
or do my words mean nothing
because my actions mean everything?
The only thing we can hold true to us,
is sight, and sound and taste and touch.
But what happens when I’m just too much?
Am I what you bargained for,
or were you hoping for something more?
I have given bits and pieces of myself,
to everything I’ve ever loved
and taken back the same.
But what happens
when you end up forgetting
why exactly these pieces remain?
Parts of me, aren’t apart of me
and apart of me is missing.
Seems to me, what’s left
is just a puzzle with history.
So will you take me
in all of my glory, and sorrow, and despair
or will you throw away the security blanket
and tell me what I don’t want to hear?
Don’t tap-dance through my tragedy,
and try not to console my wounded soul.
Tell me what you feel and fear
and maybe, potentially,
you could fill this hole.
Here, baby darling,
sit on my bed.
Kiss my lips,
so sweet and red.
tell me a lie,
oh' tell it twice.
Make me believe,
in something nice.
Drink, baby darling,
cheers for my pain.
It's said that without it,
nothing is gained.
Touch my hips,
Move to a song.
Dont frown, but laugh dear,
life is too long.
No, silly darling,
dont peek through my mask,
under it hides...
something that has cracked.
it is true
when we give our blood too much
we aid in disempowerment
constant giving in love and providing does set unhealthy-precedent
and when it falters in its expected-rhythm
ugly-tantrums get thrown, bordering on disrespect
demands kick in hard upon trod-floor of insidious-hooks
there's always a rider for the other party
some or other condition to feed the monster of excitement
while health straddles some jarring regions
in hostile-spitting strong enough to lance startling-injury
shoelaces dripped in hazard-oil over a generational-canyon
provides unwanted-fodder for establishing long-term slippage
(no! you weren't raised this way.. where does this stem from?)
there has been no failure to show how humans act and speak
this is unacceptable)
oh............you want / you want / you want..... all.the.time.
then kick up unholy-storms where there's a break in rhyme
get ye, lad.. go practise your ire on a field
go throw a stick on the prairie
go find your path, you're old enough
yer insolence plain sucks!
(I could tell you .. you're rude.. go home,
but you already are!)
S T - 10 dec 13
it needs hair on teeth and grit in mouth to swallow some stuff, but persevere against adversity.. not always flippin' easy.
to teach independence and responsibility to children is a constant and ongoing thing.. one can hardly let up..
yeah, I guess it's the old adage of repetition, repetition, repetition ...
(there's a poem I half-remember.... about parents letting go of their offspring... natural pattern..)
between jagged-rocks and petulant-push
how breathes a soul
stuck in places where no space moves?
reach for the blue one.. then, a white one
later.. three small ones
wooden wheels of erstwhile-splendour
interest little to jelly already set
skull goes numb in efforts
can't keep placating, no
wrong to wring neck of bird
who feeds well the keeper
who keeps warm the feeder
who helps to lift the spirit
Kiss me softly with breath of life
Look me in my eyes and tell me
I am your everything
Tell me you never want to leave
That our Love will last a lifetime
Kiss me with passion
Hold me tighter and never let me go
Look deep into my eyes and say I
am all you need
No words need to be spoken they
are already written in your eyes
I know you never want to leave
Hold me close and tell me all the
Things I need to hear
Until I loved , I had never loved
Like I do when I am with you
Hold my hands and walk with me
On the sand
Look deeply into my eyes and you
Will find all the words you are looking for
Promise me you will never let me go
you are mine until no more
You held me too close
There is no turning back now
You're all mine
Look deeply into my eyes and never let me go
To wait an lifetime without you would hurt
But to love you eternity that I can do
My home is the whispering willow
where shade and rest can be found
a clump of grass, I use for a pillow
I make my bed right on the ground
my home is in the flowing stream
where the cool waters seem to heal
the sounds seem like i'm in a dream
but my senses tell me that it's real
my home is on the mountain top
where the squirrels and rabbits play
my natural life, I would never swap
I just can't see it any other way
Broken side walks Tell a story of a man who has been chasing something that he never could attain
Sunlight gives false hope he has little hops left
Not willing to surrender as a dark cloud is in my heart
I carry a weight a dilemma that has mixed results
Should I surrender the love I have for a year for a risk
Or should I keep it and fight for it I walk the broken side walk like its the broken road I walked for years