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Disaster Child Jan 2014
I know those eyes--I know his heart
They're burning burning burning
Entranced I stare, entranced I stay
My madness has gone its own way
Disaster Child Jan 2014
What is this pain, what is this hole?
I think I'll wander through for a while
Disaster Child Jan 2014
Close your eyes to wake back up
Escape your mind
Get back out alive
Bury the past
Trap it in the dirt
It will struggle and resurface
It will always continue to hurt
But the white hills are not your home
The toxic land of sin
Is not your heart within
Struggle to wake
In all my dreams I drown
But when you’re awake
A reason you have found
Don’t sink to deep; nor fly to high
Feet on the ground eyes on the sky
Be it star or moon or sun
You are awake
The day has begun
Disaster Child Jan 2014
I am lost
But I say dear chap, I most certainly am found
I know where I am, just not from whence I came
This is a place I know all too well
Sat and festered I have
Counted the stones in the wall
The grass on the floor
A place deeply ingrained in my mind
How I get here is always a mystery
But I am definitely not lost
This is a place I know all too well…
Disaster Child Jan 2014
“One step forward three steps back”
What I wouldn’t give to be walking that pace
That term is highly relative and depends entirely
On the direction with which you face
I’m turned around, and marching the wrong way
Those meaningless idioms they all like to say
I simply scoff and keep walking full bore
In the wrong direction
Disaster Child Jan 2014
Cap your pride; cut it off
Do not indignantly scoff
Consumed I am devoured I be
The cruelest of most heresy
My aching rocky beaten soul
Never again to be whole
Disaster Child Jan 2014
I can still smell your hair
Feel your hand in mine
Your cheek on the back of my fingers
Your forehead on my lips
Your head against my chest
My arms around you, and yours around me
Your gentle breathing
Still hear your lovely voice
See your shimmering eyes
Your special smile
Your rounded chin
Soft lips
Sturdy neck
Feel your delicate fingers
Your running palms
Your elbows; arms and wrists
Your beautiful perfect wrists...
Your waist in my hands
Your chest pressed against mine
Your sloping shoulders
The backs of your hands
Your hair, nails and teeth
Your reassuring voice, singing to my soul
Your comforting eyes, looking deep into mine
I can still see you standing there
In the rain
Heartbroken
Alone...
My Love I'm sorry for leaving
But I can still feel my heart close to yours
All close
For always and ever
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