How alone can I be befor I lose even myself
The feel of solitudes ice cold tendrils as they
Seep into my skin
When I think to fight
For who
Or what
Giving in so my heart could freeze.
Hopping she arrives soon.
Nov 3, 2012
Nov 3, 2012 at 2:40 AM UTC
I have tried to calm the sea in me
But still it rages
It will cease to only one
She who can pull me out
Like a bottle
who's message only her heart can read.
Oct 3, 2012
Oct 3, 2012 at 10:23 AM UTC
Words can not explain how I feel,
Like life striped away after such a fleeting spell,
But how can I tell
What is real
What is fake
When my dreams of you
So vivid and clear
Wander the streets of my mind.
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 11:17 PM UTC
Words can not explain how I feel,
Like life striped away after such a fleeting spell,
But how can I tell
What is real
What is fake
When my dreams of you
So vivid and clear
Wander the streets of my mind.
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 11:13 PM UTC
Words can not explain how I feel,
Like life striped away after such a fleeting spell,
But how can I tell
What is real
What is fake
When my dreams of you
So vivid and clear
Wander the streets of my mind.
Jul 30, 2012
Jul 30, 2012 at 11:12 PM UTC
To feel time and life slipping away.
Every inhale a wast ever step misplaced.
You feel the best things you've done are but sparks in the dark.
Seen up close but never afar.
Jan 4, 2012
Jan 4, 2012 at 3:33 PM UTC
Desperate,
Determined to find hope were there is no you.
long I've wondered here
Looking
searching
With not to show.
But there is no honor in despair
So desperate to find
hope
Love
You.
Jan 4, 2012
Jan 4, 2012 at 3:20 PM UTC
What can we call our own
When are days are less than the stars in the sky.
There is no difference now
just hopes and promises soon shattered.
Jan 4, 2012
Jan 4, 2012 at 3:12 PM UTC
Desperate,
Determined to find hope were there is no you.
long I've wondered here
Looking
searching
With not to show.
But there is no honor in despair
So desperate to find
hope
Love
You.
Sep 27, 2011
Sep 27, 2011 at 12:21 AM UTC
Let not a moan nor sob escape thy lips.
As I fall from life's tree.
a leaf,
a life,
Blown away by the wind of my fathers lips.
Ashes scattered,
like so much chaff in the wind.
Not the end let not thy heart be dismayed.
This is but a joyous beginning.
I welcome the arms of death like a brother.
For death shall carry me to the arms of my father.
embraced in light,
garbed in love,
singing at the top of my spiritual lungs.
Let love pass between father and son.
Mar 30, 2011
Mar 30, 2011 at 5:36 PM UTC