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May 2013 · 854
Gratitude
Lyka May 2013
Its beautiful here, but its not the view I'm looking for                                                    up
This open sky, I want to be so light, lighter then a dandelion wish. I want to float up
away into this sky so I can find your eyes
because what's a few shades of blue.
Then instead of floating I'll just
sink,
     sink,
          sink
to the very bottom.

I've never been to this place before, so I guess I should thank you
I guess my heart is dying,
but its time to grow and I have a cocoon in my pocket, and we both need wings if we are going to survive.

A heart on my wrist
and the sacred trickster, reminding me not to take everything so seriously, while teaching important lessons. He probably has something to do with this situation that I'm in.

So I'll run into these dark woods, and call to him. And then together we will call to you and then
laugh
and
laugh
and
laugh.

Because I love you so much.

And I wanted to hide everything that reminded me of you, (Which is everything by the way)
but that would mean trying to forget,
which would mean broken promises.

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
makes so much more sense now.
So many things, make so much more sense.
So I guess I should thank you.
May 2013 · 2.8k
Hopeless
Lyka May 2013
And I'm hopeless,
Hopeless for the countless stars, in a blueblack sky.
Hopeless for the mist in the forest after the rain.
Hopeless for new places, old places
and the old places that I wont ever see again...
I'm hopeless for your hair in my mouth,
and your pillow arms.
I'm hopeless for thunderstorms and anthills,
puppy kisses and fuzzy sweaters.
I'm hopeless for me and you,
Hopeless in wondering if you and I are hopeless.
And wondering if we were ****** from the start...what a wonderful curse to break.
I'm also a hopeless romantic, poetry, sunsets, drunken statements of love, all that jazz
I had you at a hopeless arms length, but my hopeless heart had a different agenda.
I'm hopeless for delusional fairy tails, but with a twist. I've never made a good damsel in distress. I'll be the dragon, and you can be whatever you want to be. But if you ever become a knight I suggest something besides a dinky sword.
I'm hopeless for the ocean, for the snowflakes, for the wind
for moonlight walks, for autumn leaves
Hopeless for sundresses, sad loves songs.
Pokemon, books, books, books,
Hopeless for beginnings.
Hopeless for memories of you, hopeless for any memories at all.
Hopeless for my alone time, hopeless for my time alone with you
Hopeless for small houses in the woods, hopeless for fire
Hopeless for the scars on your arms and the scars on your heart.
I'm hopeless for my friends, and long nights spent with them.
Hopeless for ***, drugs and rock n' roll, sometimes all at the same time.
Hopeless for tears and laughter. Hopeless for rainbows and naps when I'm grumpy.
I'm hopeless for cigaretts and rivers, hot springs
and bats, hopeless for dancing and back rubs.
I'm hopeless because you are the reason that I am going,
and the reason that I am staying.
Apr 2013 · 396
We have forever my darling
Lyka Apr 2013
but is it long enough?
Lyka Apr 2013
So you came back from too many days ago
from a life built of oh so precious moments.
Filling up the space that you left.
Did you make your own?

I'll take you to the pretty places inside my own head
and show you these dreamcasters weaving dreamcatchers.

Where do the ghosts go, when there are no more ghost towns
when the old one forgets...
did we even exist at all?

You're the pressure under my skin
asking
If you're water, can you drown?
Feb 2013 · 1.2k
Cabin in the Woods
Lyka Feb 2013
I wont live trapped in my "if only's"
          because the past can be a road map or a road block. And I
Wasn't able to tell what colors my secrets were.
         So I have heard that everything is
Supposed to happen for a reason. (I don't know if I believe this yet)
        and even if it is true, it doesn't make it any easier. I decided I don't want
To live trapped in my "maybe one day" or "We'll see's"
        But now whenever it gets cold and the rain starts to
Fall all I can think of is a cat at our feet.
         and cabins
In the woods, where for a few short moments there is no distance.
         and I wonder if
Love is enough to stop time,
         because if you asked I would run away with you,( So please don't ask)
But this is bigger then the two of us, even though we are the reason why
         there are stars in the sky. What
I wanted, almost more then anything, was to say
        Welcome Home. And kiss you hello instead of goodbye. Everything I
Did was my fault (obviously)
        because I wasn't supposed to fall in love, but I did
Anyways.
Feb 2013 · 2.3k
Wishing
Lyka Feb 2013
If
Wishes
Were
Kisses
Then
I
Wish
You
Well
Feb 2013 · 708
Silence
Lyka Feb 2013
You're so blind.
I whisper, as you take away my eyes.
But not my ability to see.

Can you tell me who won,
In the battle against yourself.
Was it a victory, or a surrender.
Which would be worse?

I'll live in the silence.
My Silence.
Which is different then the silence of a haunted ghost ship.
Trapped between two storms.
Which is worlds away from Shadow Silence.
One place I visit frequently.
And all of those silences are almost, but not quite unlike the
Snow Silence.

Maybe I am lying to you,
because these things aren't silent at all.
But what if I am the only one here who can hear them.
Does that make it a lie,
Or are you just not trying hard enough.

Are you trying at all?

Even though these silences are so loud
that you can't hear them.
Where are the real silences?

Right now all I know
is that my hands
have not felt the whisper
of you
underneath them
in quite some time.
Feb 2013 · 470
Traveling
Lyka Feb 2013
I'll sit and watch my own sunset.
And if it ever stops
I know where to find the stars.
The passion colors, the clouds
so far away they might as well be memories.

Remembering is hard to do.
Is forgetting even harder?

My arms are crossed
and my wings are folded around you.

Your wings are black.
You call them curses.

I always laugh when you talk like this.
What else can I do, when you seem so convinced.

What else is a raven, but a gateway to magic.

Will you hear me, from across the world.
Even if by the time the wind reaches you
by following the marks your dreams left
I've danced into another me.
One closer and farther from you.
Feb 2013 · 780
Hunters
Lyka Feb 2013
We'll hide like leopards,
Wearing invisibility,
cloaked in a pattern of light and dark.
Hiding in the shadows
cast by the wind

Heart seeking heart.

I wont tell you my secrets
because then they would have to be yours too.

It was bad timing on my part.
Lyka Feb 2013
So I did,
exactly what I told you not to do.
Except in a different way.
****.

And now that I want to go back,
what I really want to do is to go forward.
Because while people have taught me many things
I have taught myself that things will be okay

And its not okay that I'm looking for.  
But I guess it will work for now.

I'll bury that part.
In a chest, in a dungeon, in an abandoned castle.
In an abandoned world.
Guarded by a patient dragon.

I'll hide the key to the chest in one part of my mind.
And a map to the castle in another.
Or maybe I will trick myself
and hide it in my heart instead.

I will never know what web of coincidences have brought me to this point.
I only know the decisions I have made.

I don't know these words,
are they even mine.

They were here before anyone was born.
That's all I remember.
Feb 2013 · 543
Our Secret Garden
Lyka Feb 2013
I'll kiss every part of you.
Plant my love for you,
(which is only yours that you keep hidden,
mirrored the lights of my eyes)
If I planted them like seeds in the wilderness
would you care for them?
Would you bring out your light so that they could grow?
I'll leave small hints along the way to help you
secrets that everyone knows.

That its fire that protects the heart.
But you already knew that.

And when those seedlings turned into flowering trees
we would become children to climb and swing in their branches.
Weaving their blossoms into our hearts and eyes.
And we'd play prince and princess.

And when princess's become queens and
when roses turn into dragons,
We will be lovers in that garden.
And I will rescue fate.

And I will tell you another secret.
That the shadows you fear, are the ones terrified of you,
because they know how strong you really are.
And the moment you realize this
they will be nothing more then the ash left after a forest fire.
Making way for the new seeds
Which you can plant next to mine.
Jan 2013 · 1.1k
Fondness in Drowning
Lyka Jan 2013
I wanted to drown in the storm of your true light.
But before those blue waters take me I have to command the the winds of my own raging fire.
Only then will we see who is fire proof.

This love is a contest of who can cast the darkest shadow.
Then seeing what kind of light is called in.
And isn't it true, when the demons get bigger you have just leveled up.

Grow a pair of new eyes, if it stings at first don't worry that's a good thing.
The knife hurts going in, and it hurts coming out.
But jesus christ don't just leave it there!

What? You can't pull it out by yourself?
But I guess I'm not strong enough either.
I'll be back when I can, with my own set of knives.
It wont be her that comes back though. Her heart is getting to big for her body.
and then you lit it on fire, but its not your fault.
Thank god its almost over

And no we wont ever forget you.
We couldn't even if we wanted to.
The vows are stored in the the deepest roots of that tree.
So now she knows.
It's also store in the tallest branch tips, where only the sky can reach.
So now he knows too.
And this illusion known as death is a lie remember?
So your memory will not leave with me.

I promise I wont miss you. You aren't really going anywhere
and I am always right here. Just make sure you show up.
That's all that I'm asking.
Jan 2013 · 427
Star Shadows
Lyka Jan 2013
You're somewhere in that distant city, just a breath away,
hiding from the stars.
Life doesn't try to disguise its light... its people that do.
So when starlight is the only beam you shine under
how to I begin to try and find you.
I guess its time to learn to see in the dark,
the shadows will be my guide.

You pierced my heart and left the blade in
and the emotions are filling up and spilling out.
And I can't speak because the words are caught in your throat.
And you wont ever understand my tears, they are yours.

When we weave our threads together
we realize that the river of time is a lake.
We are in charge of these seconds, we can break the clocks
but we can never go back,

Don't look at me with faraway eyes
because your heart matches them.
Rings around fingers and necks, the strongest chains are invisible.
Please don't fade away from my dreams
that's the only place you visit me.
Jan 2013 · 407
Hallways
Lyka Jan 2013
Don't look down, your feet know where they are going.
These old worn paths, oh so new. Just because you've never walked them,
at least this time around.
Like too many lights gathered around your eyes.
And you can't ask the sky,

"What color is the floor?"

Because there are too many doors, down too many hallways
and you can only pick one.
Jan 2013 · 364
Scars
Lyka Jan 2013
I want to make love to all of your scars.
Even the ones on your heart.

Because I want you, all of you.
And I am not afraid of that darkness, because it is part of my light.

So you can build your kingdom of ice as hard as diamond, but you forgot what I am.

And I have seen your eyes burn, with more then one kind of fire.
Jan 2013 · 435
Shell in the Desert
Lyka Jan 2013
Sitting on top of the rocks, cracked like parched lips was a shell.
Plucked form its sandy nest and placed around my ear.
You are far from home I thought.

"Am I" said the shell.
"Then so are you."

It whispered calling in the ancient dreams of the past.

"My world was sand and water, together in an endless dance. But then it did end and I thought the world was over. But she just changed her shape. And now my world is sand and sun, sand and moon, sand and stars. None would I have known if the world never ended. Never would I have known coyote and her call, or eagle as he flies in his own blue ocean. And I have learned that the desert exists in a stillness that is not still.
The world is always changing, just as you have old friend. You were there in the waters that became this sky. You were there as the great ones love song, carrying their music in every crested wave. You were there because it is your blood that you hear echoing through me, not my voice. Your voice"
Jan 2013 · 399
Year 19
Lyka Jan 2013
The birds that live in the spaces between my bones
have left me with quite a collection of feathers
but still not enough to make wings.
 
And if we lived like trees
could we appreciate the shortness of life
or would we be lost in time.
 
I know we can make lightning in the most dangerous ways,
and you never know how thick the ice is until you are in the middle of the lake.
 
The shadows and the patterns in the snow tell me not to worry
that everything will be okay. And my veins store their truth in my blood.
 
If I could I would weave a dress out of your words and your watercolors
in turn I would write my secrets on your arms.
 
Looking at you is like diving into the ocean
which I've never done, but I might if you were with me.
 
I love passion so thick it leaves wine colored stains
but sometimes all I can offer your beauty is a smile
even though being with you makes me happier then I can breathe.
Jan 2013 · 343
The Dance
Lyka Jan 2013
The night seeps into my pores and clogs them with the illusion of meteor showers
and the rainbow light rippling through the trees.
They blend together along with me,
and I lose track of where I begin and where they end.
 
Your eyes which hold the knowledge of nothing,
they hold the countless stars in the void above us.
And all of those stars I would trade,
just for the chance to look into them.
 
A perfect blend of dawn and dusk,
dividing the sky and revealing every shade of blue.
 
And there is no such thing as an end to this dance,
just once in a while you have to change shoes.
Jan 2013 · 282
Drink it In
Lyka Jan 2013
When she saw countless worlds inside a flower
and held eternity in her hands
she decided to change from a rock into water.
 
She let herself become hollow like an old tree
so she could take everything in.
And she forgot everything she had learned,
so she could learn it all again.
 
The sound of the rushing water deafened her ears
and the sight of the stars blinded her eyes.
Always she carried with her the river in her ears
and the stars in her dead eyes,
knowing one day she would return to them.
 
She writes letters at one in the morning
letters she will never send.
To people who wouldn't understand why she was writing them
because she hadn't seen them in years.
 
But she wants to keep thinking of you
until she forgets who you are.
 
She turns to the world and shouts
“You spend your precious seconds doing nothing. So stop everything”
Jan 2013 · 246
Secret Fire
Lyka Jan 2013
Can you tell me what I was thinking, when I screamed at you
“I don't know what I'm looking for”
 
You cant live trapped inside of your memories,
these feelings will slip through your hands and be crushed as you walk by.
 
Her eyes hold ancient words, told to her by the trees and the sky.
You make your heaven here, and
you are as old as the rocks,
you have seen what they have seen,
you have been where they have been,
you have just changed shape.
 
In your head you hear her whisper, repeating endlessly
Let go, let go, let go... let everything go.
 
We don't know each other, but we shared that moment
I wont forget it, and I know you wont either, no
one forgets what its like to be born again.
 
We can start all over,
because we have both died since then.
 
And where is that secret fire that you keep buried
bring it out for everyone to see
Jan 2013 · 327
The Storm
Lyka Jan 2013
I heard a storm blew you in.
Its winds carried you through the echoes of a thousand bird wings
I traced the veins in your arms until they were etched inside of me
where they will remain even when the memories rust.
 I will meet you where life blossoms
where in dreams you drink the golden nectar from flowers
and dance with bees for their honey.
 
Their painted eyes wont ever tell you
what the glass caves wanted. But they will hollow you out
and fill you with the feelings that you bury deep
 
Winter comes and casts its shadows without sun
and the flowers wilt
becoming brown and colorless
even the flies avoid them
Life is temporary
 
The rays come again, from the darkness of this cosmos
the world is colorful and vibrant with life
in the beams that cast shadow and light
Death is temporary
 
You came crawling out from the corner of my mind
with your walls showing
I want to touch those hands again, even if it means something else
(it always does)
Jan 2013 · 419
Vessels
Lyka Jan 2013
I live in the melody of your laughter
and dance in the ocean of your eyes.
I'm in love with the way you drink water,
because you know where you came from.
 
These are are vessels that we have been given to travel in
we will live in them, we will die in them
The water wont always be as smooth as glass,
a reflection of all you have been
 
And there is the book you are writing, with all blank pages.
The ones that carry your words are torn out and scattered,
like seedlings on the wind, growing places you will never touch
Whose eyes will drift upon them, whose souls will they reach?
 
You trade pieces along the way,
a puzzle made of up secrets and dreams that aren't yours.
 Stretch your hands to the sun,
like the trees growing tall.
Feel its light pierce your skin,
and live in your blood.
Jan 2013 · 371
Our side of Eternity
Lyka Jan 2013
On this side of eternity
we can pick the passionflowers that bloom in our eyes
and use their seeds for our garden.
That we grew using the golden and blood colors of sunset.
We can be the comets that bring water to distant plants
to create life
that doesn't even exist in our heads.
We can be our dreams of the past and our echoes of the future.
Where we can weave my lightning and your thunder to sing the clouds to the sky.
 
But before I can reach you
I have to break down my own walls.
 
Where we can find each other again
even though we aren't even looking.
Dec 2010 · 608
Yesterday
Lyka Dec 2010
I burnt the letter that I wrote for you. Not that it matters, I wouldn't have let you read it anyway. And I've almost completely forgotten the words to that song, but I'm writing a new one. I hope you can find your lyrics too.

You said that everything used to be easier, and I wonder if you miss that place like I sometimes do.

He talked about ghost cats, but I could use the company. She talked about how your 40's will be the best years of your life, but you don't want to live that long.
Dec 2010 · 613
Highway
Lyka Dec 2010
The stars dance and the city is burning with light.
The music blares and the wind tears at my hair.

Lets leave this town for a little while, leave it for an older one. One we knew, and one we are just discovering.
Dec 2010 · 556
Happy Birthday
Lyka Dec 2010
It would be nice to see you again,
but I don't miss you at all.
I missed you enough when you were right in front of me. So I guess I've run out of those feelings.

I thought of you at the beginning, because the feeling was similar to the one that you gave me. I wanted to call you, but when I sank into the grass I remembered that I don't have anything left to say to you.

All those nights I fell asleep thinking about you, I never once dreamed of you. It wasn't until later that you finally invaded my sleeping mind.

I like your pictures, you look like you are starting to smile with your eyes.
Dec 2010 · 594
Your Room
Lyka Dec 2010
Outside the wind is tearing the world apart.
But we're safe in here.
You were there in my past, but I cant quite remember you, the memories elude me like unsettled ghosts.
This room is full of sad people, but the future belongs to those with stained hands.
I wonder what I would have to trade to gain your gift, I'll just keep practicing.
We aren't going anywhere, so I'm just going to drink this pineapple juice and watch the patterns in the smoke.

— The End —