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 Apr 2015 Alan S Bailey
Astral
The time will never come back, a wound that will never heal

It’s a crushing blow to the mind, a painful cut to your emotion

Closure is the hymn you wish to hear, time is the service that you want to last forever

Nostalgia to blur out the moments of melting sorrow, those buzzing moments of confusion of doubt

The time will never come back, so we must go forward with the time left

To go forward in resolve, for you are the creation and end, the alpha and omega, the one to see the path to its final pyre

Go with strength and hope, you’ll find that shade to lay in, with warmth in your bones, and love on your sleeve

Go forward, the time can never come back
There's pressure that I can't release
All I can do is distract myself
I deafen myself with music
To ignore the silence in my mind
And I write what little I think
So that I remember what it's like
To have thoughts instead of *silence
My life is falling apart at my seams,
Im crying and im fighting,
Pulling out my hair and skin as i try to comprehend whats happened to us,

What happened to me?
What happened to you?
What have we become?

I dont even know which person im talking about anymore.
But the message is still the same for all of you

Im wounded and I'm scaring up now.
Im stressed and tugging at the skin again.
Hardly eating, barely breathing again.
Not living again.

But of course some of you dont know ive been in so much trouble before.
All you know is what I've told you, and that doesn't mean ive told you everything

Someone, im begging
Look into these eyes of mine and see whos really trapped inside
Shes screaming for help, crying even
But she doesnt know where exactly to turn

She knows noone is looking for her because they seem to enjoy her persona.
They seem to like how guarded she is and how much of a mystery she beholds.

Someone, please, see the zipper on my back and shed my facadé.
Someone help me reach myself.
Because the zipper is too far up my spine,
I can't reach it by myself, my arms don't bend that way.

And if noone is willing to help me, that's okay.
I understand it's a selfish thing to ask of you to save me.

But if you think of all the times I've helped you when you were in crisis of self,
Wouldn't it soothe your mind to help me be at peace as well?

No never mind, forget I said anything.
I'll just stay here with my arms bending in every direction,
Until I can finally grasp that zipper and let her breathe the fresh air once more.
Because after all,
Even superman needs a rest from flying high all the time.
The days collide with one another
Flying by, flying by, flying by
I turn my head and now I'm older
You can see the wrinkles around my eyes
Does that mean I have wisdom?
I really don't know much about that
I try not to make the same mistake
But who I am is written on my face
I look in the mirror and realize how much older I am, hoping that I have changed from the person I was to a much wiser indivisual. But sometimes I even wonder what the hell is going on, am I seriously a better person or is it just wishing in the wind?
We

( as the song itself )

The hills !

if not us then who

Will save the world ?

••

Little the lambs that play

The children mark the years as just ONE DAY

Set just for you and I

To appear



Ah sweet Rachel !

Goddess of the early song

Mistress of earth and the young boys and their strength

//

We love the hidden mysteries and the sacred tasks

That only a god might face !



The lonely stretch of beach

Long hair in the breeze

Images of pure children point the way



We are good



you and I and the dawn

Of the world



We are come unto the green earth

As the holy daughter and son

Of the only power

( the only one )
 Apr 2015 Alan S Bailey
mike
i fell through the
aesthetically pleasing crack
in the face of beauty
and everything lost its hue.
which means nothing.
its eyes were poorly painted blue
and i used them to see you.
now i notice
everything is a shape
taking up space.
I didnt want to say that last goodbye
I didnt want to let you go just yet
It felt as if I were being cheated
As if you were leaving me too soon
I swear to God I loved you from here to the moon

I didnt want to let you go just yet
God knows I wasnt ready to say goodbye
But the pain began to take away who you really were
You began to hallucenate
You weren't who you used to be
Your time came
And good-bye's were sadly said

As the days go by
There's not a second I dont think of your last moments
The memories come crashing down
Threatening to drown me out
We were gathered around praying,
Singing
And crying
I couldnt stand the fact that everyone was so willing to just say good bye
Cause I wasnt ready
I didnt want to say good bye
I wanted to see what we could do
Explore options
I wanted us to do something other than say good bye
But the time came
And thats what we had to do
Say good-bye
Its bee a few months since my grand father has passed away & there's not a day that I dont think of him. I miss him with all I have in me and I really wished he were still here, but the pain from the cancer was too much, it was too late- and now he's gone :(
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