LJ Chaplin

LJ Chaplin Jun 2013

Homesick

The tarmac rushes beneath my feet,
But my body is sitting still,
Pulled back by the seatbelt so tight,
The journey feels so unreal.
Speeding cars and motorbikes,
The smell of fumes and city lights,
My home is getting closer,
I can feel it. I can feel it.

I miss the house I called a home,
I miss the friends I call my own,
I miss the place I used to see,
Of happy lives, a family,
And now my heart feels heavy.
I feel just a little homesick, tonight.

Catch a coach from the airport,
I’m tired of waiting around,
Suitcase in my left hand,
The sound of the engine’s so loud.
Vehicles will pass on by,
Lost in the dark and the city lights,
My home is even closer,
I can see it. I can see it.

I miss the house I called a home,
I miss the friends I call my own,
I miss the place I used to see,
Of happy lives, a family,
And now my heart feels heavy.
I feel just a little homesick, tonight.

Smiling faces will guide me,
The signs on the road will guide me,
The hope of going home will guide me,
To cure my homesickness, tonight.

LJ Chaplin Jun 2013

Listen

Listen to the tear drops falling down your face,
What do they tell you?
Are they bitter because you've cried over nothing?
Or are they singing you another love song my dear?

Listen to the heartbeats that fill your ribcage
What are they saying to you?
Do they tell you to move on from your past?
Or do they tell you to face your demons with a smile?

Listen to me, please,
Are you listening?
I can't change what's happened,
But I promise you I can change your future.

LJ Chaplin Jun 2013

Words

Words are more than sounds that are born from simple shapes the mouth make, more than mere vibrations that have spilled from your voice box and into the open air.
Words are vessels which can cradle feelings of beauty and happiness.
Other times it can be a syringe which injects poisonous and deadly thoughts into the brain.

*I think it is safe to say I have had my fair share of these doses.

LJ Chaplin Jun 2013

Summer

I count the days when I can see you again,
I miss the times when your golden fingers ran across my skin,
So warm,
So reassuring
I miss the times when the clouds ran through your ocean blue hair,
Like boats sailing across an endless universe,
So calm
So beautiful
Oh summer, please return to me with your radiant smile,
Never let me go as your warmth kisses my neck.
So lonely
*So kind

LJ Chaplin Jun 2013

Start Again

Scatter your ashes my dear,
Let the wind blow them away,
Let the ocean take your body,
And sail to another day.
Hope is on the horizon,
A heart as strong as a lion,
Burn all the photo's you took,
Start a new page of an open book.

Clear away all of the cobwebs,
And let the sun shine on through,
Blue skies are coming to meet you,
It's the promise I made, it's true.
Raise your flag like a soldier,
Let your past grow weaker and older,
Let the tears you've cried like a waterfall,
Evaporate into air, into molecules.

Just start you life over again.

LJ Chaplin Jun 2013

Haiku: Broken Hearts

Broken hearts hurt me,
They are scattered piece by piece,
But you never cared.

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