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James Morales Jul 2014
A fleeting moment of happiness,
Floating into the dark abyss.
Unable to grasp the last of it,
Praying it will soon return.
This repeating cycle of darkness,
Comes and goes without warning.
Pushing life to its limits,
As we hide behind smiles,
That mean little to the outside world.
A sign were okay in some way,
Hiding the black that hovers in us.
The black that always resides,
Leaving only briefly.
And as happiness surrenders to it,
We become a shell of ourselves,
Hoping we can retain a sense of us,
A sense of what it is to be happy.
James Morales Jul 2014
Haunted by dreams that never were,
Plagued by your existence.
Once I was lost in you,
Naive to think it was true.
You Burned yourself into my heart,
Infecting my very core.
Just to leave me stranded,
As you laughed at my despair.
A demon in disguise you were,
Only there to cause pain and sorrow.
Years may have gone by,
And yet you affect me still.
A curse upon my life,
Making it trying for new love to grow.
But blossom that love did,
Despite the way you left me.
Even now it strengthens me,
Overcoming what you destroyed.
James Morales Jun 2014
Once I prayed to be only yours,
To be held in your arms,
Safe and free from harm.
I felt complete by your touch.
That fire in your eyes that only I saw,
Seem to fade with each passing moment.
That day we met,
Time seemed so still and perfect.
A stranger from across the room,
That is what you were.
Soon to be a part of my life,
Forever changing it.
The way I fell for you,
Not able to explain.
The words you spoke,
Too good to be true.
And yet something I knew,
Something deep inside.
That night you lied,
Hid from the world,
Hid from me.
But even then I knew.
The happiness faded,
And the fears grew.
For so long I denied the truth,
Prayed it wasn't you.
But your eyes told me different,
Something you failed to realize.
That night you told me,
That night I died.
Nothing seemed real,
Like a dream you cannot wake from.
But your words pierced like knives,
The end near.
Tears filled these eyes,
As you watched me helpless.
I hated you for what you did.
You thought I could heal,
Not knowing my truth.
Not even now do you know,
The truth I hid,
The lies that I tried to disguise.
The fire died,
The flame expelled by your actions.
Now your back,
Wanting what I can't give.
Always will I care for you my friend,
Always will I remember.
For you I hope,
For you I dream.
For you I wish,
But for me,
I can only hope……
James Morales Jun 2014
Solace is my only friend,  
Comforting me once more.
Afraid of whats to come,
Ready to lay down my fate.
Even in my sleep,
Dreams of you haunt me still.

To many tears I've cried,
Over something that's gone.

Behind these closed eyes,
Remains your face,
Ever  a haunting present.
Always will I love you,
Though it may hide behind tears.
Hating you seems to be,
Easier then admitting I miss you.
James Morales Jun 2014
Staring at the open space,
Feeling so out of place.
No where to run,
No where to turn,
No where to hide,
How can this be,  
So take this fear,
Push it aside,
Got to decide,
Just who to be.

Been so many people,
Don't know who I am.
Turned inside out,
Haven't made a plan.
So much to say,  
So much see,  
How can this be,
Am I really me?

Crying deep inside,
Push away the tears,
Being strong
Like I got be,  
Just tell me please,
How can this be,  
The right time and place,
Just holding on,
To what I know,
Trying to please.

Been so many people,
Don't know who I am.
Turned inside out,
Haven't made a plan.
So much to say,  
So much see,  
How can this be,
Am I really me.
James Morales Jun 2014
In my dreams,  
It was always you and I,
You and I always.  
Yet things seem to change,
A dream cannot stay forever,
It drifts away as morning comes.
And as the day comes and goes,
The dream fades from memory,
And is forgotten just the same.
Our nights have long since passed,
But as the darkness of sleep comes,
The dream returns to haunt this peaceful mind.
James Morales Jun 2014
This old House,
Now decrepit and haunted.
Once lush,
with hope and excitement.
Washed away by time,
Forgotten like an old memory.
The once lavish halls,
Dulled and musty.
Time bested this place,
Lonely and still.
Cobwebs comb the building,
Showing signs of discontent.
Clouds mull around above,
Mocking this great place.
Alone is the forest,
That now owns the land.
How long,
Will this place last.
Screams of despair can be heard,
Haunted by memories.
Littered with broken dreams,
And scattered promises.
This old house,
Crumbling down.
Can it be salvaged,
Or is it forever doomed?
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