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Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
I can’t seem to get this thing started
But I know I can find my way home
I can take you to where the ice melts
We can follow it until it turns to foam

How long does it take to gain your confidence
I need the key but the puzzle is in your mind
All these complications for such simple things
Like your cheek rubbing your tears on mine

You're like a home without a door
Nobody knows where to begin
The curtains are shut
And the lights are dim

I know you’re still thinking about him
I would come calling but he got to you
He’s moved on but you can’t come clean
I don’t care about your past but you still do

The path is covered with red leaves
The way you were once loved has fallen
Stop looking at trees that will never live again

I think about the past but you’re not in it
Tomorrow is the only place I can find love
I can’t begin to build a bridge all in one day
But when you cross you’ll know what it’s made of

You're like a light without a switch
Nobody knows how to turn you on
The shadows live a long life now
And your smile runs away from dawn
Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
Now and again I get back to the real
I'm on thin ice but I forget
I've learned how to walk like a skater
Sometimes I don't even realize it

But then you hear it crack
Underneath the weight of the weak
Somebody who has power over you
Because the strong have to be meek

It doesn't matter how much I know
Or how many places I've gone
The next card is a flush
It's either a straight or the john

Nothing stays the same
But I will not feel the burning stakes
I will walk the coals naked
And pretend that I have what it takes
Mark Lecuona Aug 2017
what is old is new,
when it is discovered by children;
what is life is no longer true,
when a wise man’s words are carelessly spoken;
the age of purpose can only be measured
by the circumstance and pain of its birth;
but to send an olive branch,
flying into a storm created by your own breath;
is to send a message that cannot be accepted,
and to ask for forgiveness that cannot be expected;
for who would send kindness to its death,
except the one who never knew its worth
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
I don’t know how you do it
You can love somebody
But live without them
You’re strong enough to be alone
But too weak to tell me about
The perfect lover you might lose

The tears you dry are disgusted
Flushed with color
Your cheeks remember
But your heart ignores
The things even it knows are true
About who you can’t resist

You hate how you forgive
You think it makes you weak
He knows why you love him
And that’s why he’s afraid
It’s too hard a life being
The perfect lover you might lose

Nobody can persuade you
It just has to happen
Only you will know
Time is not about when
Everything it knows has passed
It’s up to you now to be missed
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
It’s easy enough to decide how to think
You just have to steal a bulldozer
Plow your past if it made you feel small
It's a new road where your home once stood
Plant a garden for the times when you felt kind
Those were your roots trying to become tall

I don’t read opinions dripping with money
I’ve not found an honest one yet
The real experts are living in the streets
A poor woman looks beautiful in a pond
Her reflection denies the reality of her life
If she would let me I would wash her feet

There’s too much information in the air
Everybody is trying to convince me
It’s like ear bubbles that won’t go away
They think they can learn all my secrets
But the wind pops them where they float
Until there’s nothing left for them to say

My idea of being subversive is believing
Being your friend is to ask nothing of you
Even if I know that you want to help me
That’s not the deal I want to make with you
I’ve asked God for life so that’s enough
While he decides I’ll just try to leave you be
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
She was going to set me free
A soul mate at night
The love born in my arms
But she could only hurt herself

She was going to save my soul
She acted like she knew how
I couldn’t walk on water
But she knew how to set it on fire

I let love divide me up inside
So many hands have been discarded
I’m still ready to cut the deck
But somebody has to pick it up

You will never know
How good it could be with me
You're a fantasy loving another man
Unable to believe in herself

She was going to think about it
I was the home she almost bought
Until I said it wasn’t for sale
Now the sign is back up in the yard

I let love tell me how to live
Could I fall in love with anyone
Or is it that I don’t understand?
I’m ready to listen to you again
Mark Lecuona Jul 2017
I feel like apologizing all the time
It's mainly 'cause how I am
I get pretty excited
It wears me out
I like to sleep it off
What's the use of staying calm anyway;
from what I can tell life don't care;
Why should I?

It's as if ignoring the worst
is the right thing to do;
I'm not worried what you think
If it's horrible I'm gonna' say it
Pretending I can handle it is just that;
pretending

It's like being in love
and trying to not act like it
How horrible;
to let them know,
no matter what they might say
I wonder if someone will laugh
even though I took it seriously
It's ok
I love you
So what, right?
Ok...
you don't love me
I'm not going to say something
about what you're missing;
how would you ever know anyway?

But,
I know you noticed me
That's what I want to apologize about
You see I came across so confident
And I was
That's the thing
I was
And I am

Every conversation we have;
it's like we're passengers
I want to take you away from that moment;
the one before I walked in
I'm gonna' love you in mine

I'll see you again;
sometime anyway
Yes,
my smile means something;
it's not an obligation,
just take it from me,
it's yours even if I never come back
and it is;
yes,
it is
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