Cold and unforgiving, no longer caring,
no longer happy, but also not grieving
My body just sits here, numb, motionless,
for what feels like a thousand years
Forgetting what it means to remember,
like using logic to sort through the feelings
Like a statue made up of *****
like a machine choking on its own tears
Like trying to escape from a room with no door
Surrounded by people, and still so alone
Each day comes darker than the one before
Heart turned cold, then turned to stone
Petrification of compassion and empathy
Metastasis of pathological apathy
Irony and cynicism replace joy and hope
Divinity and love exchanged for empty *** and dope
Unrelenting curses and half Muffled screams
Mask the sudden death of unrealized dreams
Such is the nature of love which has been lost
Before it ever even had a chance to live.
Such is the nature of mercy and grace
Before it ever even learned to forgive.
Sep 18, 2013
Sep 18, 2013 at 2:55 AM UTC
The deeply personal thoughts and emotions which I've poetically expressed to you
did not come from some shallow and easily accessible metaphorical tide-pool
where through the clear water you see the empty shells which once were alive
No, those intimate and soulful words were painstakingly and lovingly lifted
from the Deepest depths of the most turbulent and uncharted seas;
where only the bravest of lovers have been known to survive.
So read those words again my love,
They are quite literally from the core of my soul.
Why do you deny what's meant to be my love,
You reject the truth that you and I both know.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 3:01 AM UTC
The pain of a broken heart is real
It's a physical pain, like an open wound
Raw, stinging, burning, aching flesh
It even has a smell all of its own
Yes, I can smell it, it burns my senses
It assaults my ego as it comes in waves
It invades my dreams by night
It selfishly monopolizes my days
My every thought is consumed
By the bitterness of my heart so bruised
By the man who in one moment loved me
And in the next made me feel so used
But now I've found a way to dull the pain
A way to numb myself
A way to stop the flow of tears
A way to make it through the days
You should be happy for me
Why aren’t you happy for me?
You should be happy… For me.
But I'm not even happy for me.
Sep 12, 2013
Sep 12, 2013 at 6:00 AM UTC
We were making plans, you and I,
And now we're not. We're just not.
How could we let this just slip by?
We were so 'in love', and it was real.
At least for me it was. For me it is still.
But you took your love for another to feel.
You not only took your love from me,
You took so much more than you know.
More than I will ever let you see.
So for now I'll just say that I'm okay
And maybe someday it will be true.
Eventually I'm sure the pain will go away
So many things I wanted to tell you
Things I KNOW you'd want to hear
And even more that we were going to do
I'm left with nothing but unanswered questions
And the slow death of our unfulfilled dreams
And that's alright in your world it seems.
You were so selfish in the way you took yourself away from me.
Not even the courtesy of hearing what I had to say.
You took the easy way out. No courage needed.
Just say your piece, then run away.
Where is the honor in that?
Sep 12, 2013
Sep 12, 2013 at 5:57 AM UTC
I want to feel myself move slowly through you
I want to feel your skin against my skin
I want to know the day without will give way to the night within
My mind wanders through these thoughts of you
While my body sits for hours like a statue made of stone
Making love to your soul—With the essence of my own.
Gazing intently, passionately into each other's eyes—
These eyes become the portal through which our souls collide.
Transcending the physical. It's a super-human experience,
It's two souls becoming intertwined; moving through each other.
Divinity and beauty beyond words; beyond reason; beyond logic; beyond time.
And so with fire racing through my veins, and quickening breaths
At the very thought, I wait ever patiently to be with you my love.
Aug 31, 2013
Aug 31, 2013 at 8:59 PM UTC
Thank you for making my life worth living again,
Even if it was only temporary
Thank you for making my mornings fun to wake up to
With just a few simple words
Thank you for showing me that I am worthy of compliments
And how to accept them with grace
Thank you for filling my heart with happiness and hope
But NO thanks for letting it all slip away.
Sometimes I think about how hard and fast I fell for you
And it frightens me to say the least
I think of how silly it must have sounded to you when I told you
I loved you before I knew you
I feel like there's a fire in my heart when I recall how it felt
To be held and touched by you
I could so easily go to sleep in your arms
Because that's where I felt safe.
But not anymore, my love…Not anymore.
I'll eventually get over it, I'm pretty sure.
Aug 29, 2013
Aug 29, 2013 at 11:59 PM UTC
I've never been a religious person,
And maybe now I can explain why
I'm not saying I can answer things like
"Where do we go when we die?"
So many of the answers are right in our face
But still leave the question to beg
Things like which one do you think came first?
Was it the chicken or was it the egg?
Now this may not really amount to much
But at least it's some food for thought
It has nothing to do with Darwin or even theology
Which through the ages so many people have bought
This to me, just seems to make sense
And believe me it's nothing divine
This is just my way of filling in the blanks
With these silly little thoughts of mine
Moses' life was altered by the weird **** he'd seen
When he came down off that mountain that day
He'd sat there and talked with a burning bush
and needed to explain that one away!
So he goes down to the people with tablets in hand
And behaving in a way that was quite odd,
He held up the tablets for all to see
And said, "Now look here, I've spoken with God!"
Now let's stop right here for what it's worth
And back up a bit and examine what he saw
There was rumbling and smoke, and a burning bush
But believe me that wasn't all.
I tend to think he witnessed the landing of a craft
Which descended from the heavens above
And the 'God' that he claimed to have spoken with
Was actually the pilot thereof.
This was by no means our first encounter
And it certainly wasn't the last
But doesn't this help to explain a few things
Which we couldn't explain in the past?
Aug 25, 2013
Aug 25, 2013 at 1:56 AM UTC
Look into my eyes and find the window to my soul
From there drink in the exquisite passion
That only a love like ours could come to know
Seems like forever that I've been searching for, and
waiting for, and missing a person I've never met
I loved you before I even heard your voice
Even before our physical bodies were introduced
I knew our souls have known and loved each other
Since the beginning of time and with absolutely no regret
I could only dream of what it might feel like
To be shamelessly lost in your embrace
And when in your embrace I finally found myself
In that instant I knew there was no turning back
So just love me like there's no tomorrow
And find me in your sweetest dreams
Let me be your heart's desire,
and you can be my fantasy
Aug 20, 2013
Aug 20, 2013 at 1:22 AM UTC
Memories of Tomorrow
*A place in my mind where yesterdays memories
lose their will to see the light of another day
No time like the present filled with the thoughts
Which in just a few moments will take their place
Having seen this happen all too often before
And not quite understanding how or why
Those thoughts that will become my future
memories of tomorrow
But that's okay…
Time's not linear anyway…*
Jul 26, 2013
Jul 26, 2013 at 5:42 AM UTC
The spider stopped coming 'round one day
After a rather short-lived affair
It all happened in an innocent way
When he asked me for more spray for his hair.
As I was busy reading a book
I mistakenly grabbed the can of raid
I gave him a squirt, he looked at me with such hurt
And said, "Well played, my love, well played."
Then he slowly turned away from me
And marched stoically out of my sight
I have to admit that I was rather sad
When he didn't come see me that night.
I find it hard to believe that he suspected me
Of having premeditated this plan
He never gave me a chance to explain to him
That in fact I simply grabbed the wrong can.
So another couple of weeks went by
And I got back to my normal routine
Then one fine day, come as it may,
There appeared another spider on my window screen
He came in and sat beside me
Much like the one before
I looked at him, and said, "Oh no! Not again!"
And I got up to head for the door.
He ran after me, screaming "please wait!"
"Please lady, let me explain to you—
The one who came before me was my cousin,
And he wanted you to know his love was true."
I see your discomfort and it saddens me so
I really only wish to be your friend
I promised my cousin I would look after you
And so I shall until the bitter end."
He asked me if I'd like to join him for dinner
And winked at me with three of his seven little eyes
I said "I think that would be interesting, but it really wouldn't work,
Because you don't eat pasta, and I don't eat flies."
Then he motioned to me sayin' watch me now—
He threw his little fuzzy hands up in the air
And as if he heard some music playing on the radio
he began to dance around like he just didn't care!
I watched as he moved to his imaginary beat
And for having eight legs he really danced quite well
So I stood up, and began to feel the rhythm flow
And I danced, and he danced, til upon us morning fell
My spider friend came to visit each night
Before I knew it several weeks had gone by
I found myself really enjoying his companionship
Together we made quite a team, my spider and I.
Jul 21, 2013
Jul 21, 2013 at 1:10 AM UTC