Sometimes
people say one thing
And their face
tells you something
very much different.
That's why I react.
It's your face.
But you had a stroke
and now it's like I
have to re-learn
What your face is saying.
I'm in the dark
When knowing what
to do to make you happy.
It's scarey.
You seem
a million miles away.
You no longer joke with your eyes.
Please don't leave.
Don't float off.
You're slowly
floating away from
This little life-raft
We have constructed
together.
I feel guilty
for the feeling I have
the you're leaving me behind.
Because i know it's really a natural thing:
We were born into this world alone and we leave it alone.
I wonder where we go
after this life..
This strange strange life.
Feb 22, 2014
Feb 22, 2014 at 3:59 PM UTC
To my soul mate:
When we meet again,
I will apologize
for the countless nights
I lost faith in us
with unforgiving tears
in my ears.
I know you could not getaway
You could not spring forth
You could not let go
But you would have
if you were truly free.
I am a brat..
An emotional *******
Maybe it's best if
We don't meet again.
I'm afraid you'd hate me
If you found out the truth
That I am more like
a daughter than a lover.
but then,
when I think about
seeing your face
all lit up in the sun
the wind swirling around us
like in that dream
Then
I am sure it would be worth it
and you would love me
despite who I am.
So when we meet again
just know I'll be very
happy to see you,
To feel you
and to kiss you.
I've been homeless
All my life
because I know
you are my true home.
when we meet again
it will be our first meeting
in this lifetime.
And I know it will
be the right thing.
Feb 22, 2014
Feb 22, 2014 at 4:24 AM UTC
This middle life,
Not here nor there,
Wanting past,
Waiting future,
Never feeling present,
Blank and unaware.
Is this what has become,
Of little burning flame,
Fiametta snuffed,
in fear and shame?
Once touched in love,
Baptized insane, yet,
Never fully formed,
But pushed away,
By the same.
Distracted now,
From the holy source,
which once was known,
Like instinct of being,
Lost now, infinite,
escaped orbit.
A child more wise
Than kings,
Goes under blanket,
Vanishing screen,
Never to appear,
Until the next,
Karma dream.
Feb 21, 2014
Feb 21, 2014 at 6:01 AM UTC