Doubt is a cloud hanging
And the rain is a reminder,
that ill never dry off.
I just want to hold up high,
so it keeps
me dry of tears seeping though stitches.
But on this day, I'm ill prepared and
the clouds drown me in droplets
of high felt emotion.
Raining down unimpeded.
I fade like a dead match,
warmth still seeps..
But within I'm charred and
unresponsive to your words.
You once lit my world, brightening
my every emotion.
But then you just faded like
the space between moments.
Your light was there, then gone.
I wanted to rekindle us,
but what is spent cant be brought.
You were the match that lit my wick,
but then you were just charred
We tried to relight what was there,
but we'd burnt out to early.
even though I was lighting up,
You were no longer there,
extinguished before our time.
I knew we couldn't strike it again,
it wasn't me, it was you.
And even though I shone for you,
you could no longer hold a flame to
we, were just flickering
on the brightness of the past
Time is a construct of
We cling to them more so for comfort.
Not realising that we're already
an echo just rebounding off
the moments that have conceded
to a passing that is bigger than us.
But still we live for those mere seconds,
And to show that even though we were
just a flicker,
we burnt brighter than a star.
A whisper within the tall reeds,
as hollow words
echo though those static.
Yet ever word has motion
on those unmoved.
Yet words can collect upon the cracks.
Weaving untruths between each,
And still though unmoved.
I heard the lies that started
as a ripple in a pond.
But made there way through
the reeds that stood tall.
And I just gazed as the wind told me,
that no matter the ripples.
A breeze is still made,
and will pass through,
the reeds of static
I cried on the edge,
that I neither had thrown
a stone of lies within
or that I had breathed untruths
wavering between static reeds.
And the blind venture on the misgivings
of what they do not see.
But heed whispers from
a snakes tonuge,
to bite them upon there vulnerabilities.
Seeping Ill words beneath
Man does not need the whispers
of snakes to control them,
but the reality of humanity.
To awaken the truth
that were just human.
Idiots shouldn't play
cos they washed in petrol...
But I'm no idiot,
but I'll still throw a match
in the room and watch the idiots burn.
If I was still alive, you think I'd be proud
of you sticking that chemical imbalance
stuck out of your arm.
The reaper be looking at you
falling from white waterfalls.
But if I was here, I'd be guarding you from
the mourning of regret.
You tried hard, but misery pushed down
on your artery...
And you tried to explain,
that you were lost
before this moment and couldn't carry the load.
But this was meant to lessen the discomfort
of me leaving you.
I'm still here,cant you hear me talking..
Pulling you back from the abyss of this, our mistake.
It took nine hours of words, dripping into your
your not alone, your not weak, I'll always be here..
Then you alwoke, it wanst me, but a breath of us.
friends were my arms and they gripped you.
You'll see me,
hear me in others,
your never ever be alone again.