So young, so wasted
Exhilerated by laughter
And the light in others’ eyes
Her fuel, her joy, her reason
Their actions, her life’s muse
So enthralled by the atmosphere, no time for petty tasks
Never ventures, for her mind fills the gaps
Just a whim, a fun game to pass the days
Life
Continues, doesn’t wait for her to catch it
So she plays away the phases
Until she’s in a daze of craziness
So she runs
To a different side of the same state
Can’t escape the destiny she didn’t conjure
Can’t catch the one she dreamt
Just a dream, nothing left but the memory of what was never known
Trapped in solitude, confinement
Never able to find. Ever searching
Until that day she is sure to come
Every space, emptiness, jumble crashes together
It’s just perfect
The pattern, fit as plug
Closed indefinitely
Continues the game she played
Except
At last without anticipation
Warmth.
Nov 2, 2012
Nov 2, 2012 at 2:57 PM UTC
The scene starts in a battle
Both sides masked by their pride
Yet two fighting for the same end
Unknowingly
One clouded by the need for freedom
The other masked by one’s spirit
This war will continue for years to come
Known by both, yet spoken by none
While in the quarrel, passion masked by hatred
Searching back on old memories seen no harm
Only loss, sadness, and truth under the words
Two are safe through the fire
The back and forth only fuels them greater
Thrown together, they feel each other
Know the limits, the thoughts, the emotion hidden
Through her tears he sees her loneliness, love
In his eyes she feels the despair, longing
Though neither can see it forward, admit
The sorrow will follow the present not far behind
Until one realizes and speaks it someday
Forgets all the troubles and meaningless thunder
But now it’s too late for fate
To bring them as we
What they’ve blindly been waiting for
For such an eternity
They will win together, but it will be in vain
For what they will have gained is time lost
Oct 30, 2012
Oct 30, 2012 at 3:03 PM UTC