Please hide me...

    It knows I'm here!


It's waiting till the light
Illumiates, so I can see it.

Never hiding in the onyx.

It wants me to see it,
Knowing that it knew I



                  Saw it.


You think the light
     Grants you sevatude...

Playing keys you don't
         Know have a meaning.

They want you
     To know there coming...


Sunsets hide there intentions.
     They want you to know
What's about to happen.


They want illumination,
    So you know whats about to digest

      every moment.

Your screams are numbed.
   But inside they hear you scream.

it’s like you keep tearing my heart out of my chest, just to try and tape it back in place

There in the tears of joy
Sings a round moon assuming
Calling to me come home
and be free
Never so astounding
the love flows unfounded
My dear one
won't you come home
Time is fleeting
for those that lingered
now hear they
are weeping
Oh , my dear one
be strong , have faith
let your soul come on home

On the tracks of our lives,
                          the autumn of life
may fall on the trail we may travel.

But one may falter on this journey  
                   and the remnant path,
but if we brush aside the failing  
                                             that fell before us
we can travel further than we ever realised.

U never cut deep enough,
    but don't worry I always made up..

                  

                 you float even though I depleted  a lung

Death is always silent,
          but you screamed...


           for life was your, muffled scream....

Concussed reflections,
    shattered memories.

     Derelict thoughts collapsing.

Satan only ever killed one,
     God planted the evidence.


       Falsely accused, planted sins..

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Sally


Copyright Rosalia Rosario A. Bayan
August 16, 2015