my eyes hazy, my words a slur
my tongue lazy, my sight a blur
my head a buzz, my heart distraught
my voice a hush, my mind a wrought
Come save, quick! Make haste!
From the grave, the blood I taste
No more tears, wounds soon healed
All fears, so soon revealed
my lips are lifted, my brow upright
my spirit gifted, my wings in flight
my soul esteemed, my body behind
my life redeemed, my heart enshrined
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 11:10 PM UTC
of the clouds I counted
of skies poured a fountain
their shine and their luster
couldn't start to muster
a glow as bright as yours
a blue not once been seen
a white not brighter gleamed
colors domain in sky
of where angels do lie
all dulled by you once seen
no heart quite so shining
no glare quite so binding
a stare spectacular
from eyes galactical
like planets etched at night
count it an act of luck
of stars I did pluck
two bright, shining marvels
thereafter who sparkle
at my own dismal skies
Dec 18, 2014
Dec 18, 2014 at 10:14 PM UTC
a loss of feeling
a euphoria of nothing
my chest is still breathing
but my heart is not beating
the birds they are singing
but I am not hearing
the strangers are walking
my eyes are not seeing
their mouths are moving
their steps are corresponding
the rain it is pouring
and the sun it is hiding
my head is blurring
the sounds are slurring
slowly I am drifting
the pictures are repeating
soon it is thinking
of what once was living
before this loss of feeling
Dec 10, 2013
Dec 10, 2013 at 12:16 AM UTC
My fists are clenched
held to my chest
unending fear
proximately near
to the space containing my breath
My knuckles white
my skin drawn tight
the veins they pop
composure stops
the tears roll further in the night
A spot on the wall
to give it my all
the hole is wide
just like inside
the rift in my chest filled with gall
The moment gone
the distance long
time passes quick
my eyes are tricked
what I once thought truth is now wrong
You are the key
come set me free
uncage my wings
my heart may sing
the song it sang when you met me
The lights are dark
without the spark
of embers alive
nor hearts to thrive
no more dreams for us to embark.
My Fists Are Clenched.
Dec 8, 2013
Dec 8, 2013 at 11:20 PM UTC
the glorious morning, of birds performing
the sun's rise, a beautiful prize
a drop of dew,
dripping in view
to awaken my eyes.
a gift of sorts, of moments too short
of reds and blues, and yellows and hues
beauty perfected,
the sun resurrected
to remind me of you.
Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 11:45 PM UTC
all he wanted was a bit of love
all he desired was a hand to touch
despondent and defective
a short-lived intrepid
his journey given up on.
Dec 6, 2013
Dec 6, 2013 at 11:40 PM UTC
a room of love:
in truth, a trove
of treasure and gold
to spend and spend
up to no end;
to be full and give fully,
to feel and know truly:
truly who? truly you-
to know love.
Nov 24, 2013
Nov 24, 2013 at 8:32 PM UTC
You know
I actually
kind of hated you
for a little but
when I saw you
in my dreams
I realized
that there was no one who
I could ever
hate as much as you
because
the love I have for you
makes me regret
every second
I took for granted
and when
I try to remember
those days we would spend together
I only see
your hair
but not your face
when I reach out to you
you somehow
manage to elude
my gaze to yours
and I only see
the remnants of something
that should have been
You walked
not further from me
but closer
and you stood there
you keep standing there
and whenever I try
to get the slightest bit closer
you dissipate
into the most beautiful
and haunting mist
I've ever
attempted to grasp.
Nov 22, 2013
Nov 22, 2013 at 9:07 PM UTC
I met love
within, above
filled and full
hushed and still
sun rise
birds fly
sky so blue
love so true
with love I met
with love I wept
love abide
love inside
the love of me and you
Nov 21, 2013
Nov 21, 2013 at 10:18 AM UTC