I wake up in a fog, head spinning from the pasts prologue
Wondering how I fell so far, so long, accounts overdrawn
Hair a mess, thoughts pacing in each step, another moment,
another breath
I wonder if love is real or if its just a figment of the pain I feel
the window creaks open and the light is here but you're not
The dark I fear
We stand, the broken, each day to mend the damage thats been done
Ive been told, one day, Ill feel the warmth of the sun and remember fondly the battles, lost and won
Today, I will not slumber in the present for the moment is beckoning for my presence, as a curb beckons for its peasants, an engine keeps humming towards whats destined
Another day, another way, another fades, but in any other way, I miss you
Jan 12, 2015
Jan 12, 2015 at 4:05 PM UTC
My two feet each jump and react
Churning from the beats of the past
Memories flow in flow out
Aroma of your hair, your smile, your laugh
Suns up, eyes down, heart rabid, breath sounds
Embrace, wet kiss, smirk, rebound
You leave, take my money, take my life
take my heart, take my wife,
take my dreams, take designs,
take the easel, take the time
Years older, love burns out in the flood of the night
Embers still linger in the depths of the pine
This is my fuel when I run from you
Run from the pain, run from your wine,
Run from your scent, run from your crimes
I am running from a thought of what I thought you were,
In 20/20 a false, ***** impure, disturbed, allure
Jan 3, 2015
Jan 3, 2015 at 5:08 PM UTC
Distance is what separates
love extinguished clearly states
hearts sit amiss, yet one full
waters ripple through its pull
popped balloons no longer float
walk, run, stand straight, sit sideways
start to plea in scars on face
scratches, shadows in ones soul
only to reach crowns of coal
empty vessels do still float
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 3:13 AM UTC
The funky smell of her breath in the morning sun
Her mouths words warm as a
smoking gun
Her earlobes cold in the wind
Hands sweat entwined
Her heart no longer mine
A night to feel the solo beat
Rhythm of a lost soul in the street
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 12:41 AM UTC
A silhouette of a centerpiece
I still forget all the lettering
whispers slide through the opaque
distant shivers as the soul shakes
brittle quiver in a cold state
detached back to the old place
masks cover all the mistakes
little kid missing a shoelace
reach beyond into distant curves
a house with no spoken words
ink blots in chosen verse
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 12:38 AM UTC
An itch, a yearning, empty, churning,
A grip, disturbing, clenched fists, deserving, a hole screams, the depth of disease, a blackness, scratches, lies, deceit, a cry for peace, to lie in sheets, abide the feast, aside the meat
Arise to the suns best, be happy till the sunsets, me and God through spools of light, His embrace in time of hurt, I feel blessed more than I deserve, the beauty, the pure, enchanted with worth, not downtrodden disturbed, elated, a cure
Dec 30, 2014
Dec 30, 2014 at 12:30 AM UTC