Sometimes through the moments I see you,
my heart clenches painfully
Reminding me how glad we’ve stayed alive
To see those beautiful blue eyes shine,
Lighting up with joy seeing my tired face...
Sometimes through the moments I see you,
My lips quiver,
In shame of all the things I’ve told myself
So long ago, so many hateful things,
When tomorrow was bringing you to me all along..
Sometimes through the moments I see you,
I don’t know whether I want to look away or not,
Unknowing of all the heavy ink my skin has absorbed,
In place of lines drawn from knives,
Will be what you would like to see
Sometimes through the moments I see you,
I want to hide away from your gaze -
And at the same time, hold you so tightly,
Elated, scared, worried that
You’d just be a dream conjured up.
Sometimes through the moments I see you,
It’s like a walk through a sunlit park,
Sunflowers and roses and lilies and rare big red hibiscus,
Your touch warm enough to brush away the nightmares,
And bring out the best buried in me like seeds towards the sky
Sometimes through the moments I see you,
I shake and tear up,
You’re my world, my heart,
My joy, worth every tear and peal of laughter...
Sometimes through the moments I see you, I could only think of how much I love you.
Feb 10, 2019
Feb 10, 2019 at 9:34 AM UTC
I am afraid
That these inquisitive brown eyes;
That flits between
hot caramel and golden sun rays,
dark neon signs and blue posts,
would strain and break
like wood against steel.
But it feels familiar -
This gaze
of honey and summer;
fools' gold that seems too real
Magic? That it may be-
I will never know.
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 10:51 PM UTC
Irises I will never see,
Hidden in the light that pours down
Like a painting coated in dust and dirt;
I've only to touch it
Brush them open, see them
The colors
The spectrum.
But in fear,
this I will never do
Or I'll only hold
a broken masterpiece.
Jan 8, 2018
Jan 8, 2018 at 10:48 PM UTC
It's 2 am
And I can't breathe;
You said nothing's changed
It's wrong to believe
I can't find you
The same way I first had
It hurts eradicating love
But it's even more hell
To lose us as we were
- Friends
Aug 9, 2017
Aug 9, 2017 at 1:58 PM UTC
Ashes to ashes,
dust to dust
All these bones that carried
Once gold now only rust.
Why pick up
a dented thing
when it is no more use
for you?
Why pick up
a broken being
when it sees no safe place
or the difference between false and true?
Throw it away,
it's nothing good.
Go on your way,
as you should.
There are thorns here more than roses,
neither a bud or bloom to be seen.
You, traveler, should best be on your guard
Go back to the road where first you have been.
Blood boils not
to a heart that no longer beats;
that no longer sputters life
that was never in the place for keeps.
Keep away, good man;
your sweat is aimed for greater things,
your time for the one who beautifully sings;
your heart for the better and light winged.
Cuts and edges are all I have,
dark eyes and silent lips to give you no grace.
It is a colorful heart you seek - yet mine is shattered,
burnt and black;
I believe I am the wrong one to replace.
To feel you softly,
wholesomely,
that seems to be a dream
made not for my tattered self.
I am too afraid
of breaking you
or being too selfish of the thought
of having you
or taking for granted your life
when I say I do love you -
When you could have been:
better off,
or good without,
maybe even better -
someone else's.
May 5, 2017
May 5, 2017 at 12:08 PM UTC
Clouds drifted by me,
but that's all she ever did.
The daylight did nothing but chase me.
Every time he's there, I hid.
A moon was there, she guided me
to all the things I know.
But a lone star you are,
With all the light I need, you showed.
If forever you need, forever I will give;
I promise you this, forever you will glow.
Dec 11, 2016
Dec 11, 2016 at 10:00 PM UTC
This body is an illusionary fluke
Where poison thorns had taken root
Let me choke in peace
Let me do it alone
Don't look me in the eye
Don't even dare pick up the phone
Don't call out my name
I don't want to hear pity in your tone
Let me go, don't move from your place
Any step closer and I'll quicken the pace
Forget your tools, I won't be fixed
This ending is forward
It wouldn't have a twist
So sleep now, I'll soon be gone
If my heart beats no more,
Then know that I am done
So done.
Nov 22, 2016
Nov 22, 2016 at 9:35 AM UTC
I say, off to bed with that heavy head,
The bombs haven't flown, we're not easily torn dead.
So rest, rest that weighty crown,
Let sleep ease off that imminent frown.
For the king there is no rest, yet he says.
For the king there is no sleep,
Not now that everything's a test;
Not now that his sorrow's deep.
Then, sire, close your eyes even if the demons dance,
Safe is still valuable and there is now very little chance.
So dim the lights; the morning sun will still reap
To pray that tomorrow you still have strength for this relief.
Nov 9, 2016
Nov 9, 2016 at 9:47 AM UTC
They say
Don't dwell
But in it,
The past, I fell
Slipping, sliding
Remembering, crying
From the hurt I was reeling,
The pain of the Past.
Leave me be, I beg you,
Leave me out to sort this through
You shred through my present,
Thus my hope for my future is too few.
Nov 6, 2016
Nov 6, 2016 at 1:35 AM UTC
The days grow slower,
And the nights even colder
As the spirits wake from their slumber
Only during the month of November.
The slight scare in the air
Makes the moonbeams glare,
So everyone could be aware
Of the November nightmare.
The place where no one dwells
Is where the demons raise Hell;
At the clock's tick of midnight
Rampage until the dawn's bright light.
Question is, who let these demons be free
That makes everything run and scream?
A never-ending, dreadful story,
Or could it be all just a twisted dream?
Alas, whatever it may be
The horror and the obscene;
Forbidding, uninviting, it is mostly seen
Only during the grim month of Halloween.
Oct 25, 2016
Oct 25, 2016 at 7:28 AM UTC