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Let's sail away past the noise of the bay
Let's sail away past the birth and death of the day
Let's sail away to where the blues and greens swirl into grey
Let's sail away
Let's sail away past the cradle of these waves
Let's sail away past the tide and its slow decay
Let's sail away to where the water goes, some endless open space
Let's sail away
Take only what you need, my love, and leave the rest behind
Don't be afraid of where we'll go, my love
I promise you will be fine
Now you are the only one that's mine
Let's sail away past the reflections of the light
Let's sail away floating weightless through the night
Let's sail away like a photograph fading to all white
It's finally alright
Forget all the mistakes, my love
They won't be made again
Leave the photos in the drawer, my love
We no longer need them
We both know where we've been
Let's sail away disappearing in a mist
Let's sail away with a whisper and a kiss
or vanish from a road somewhere, like Tereza and Tomas
suspended in this bliss
Believing things get better,
Is sometimes all we've got.
Hanging on to hoping,
Trying's worth a shot.
Turning over records,
Wishing songs never end.
Looking for the meaning,
We're stronger at the bend.
Like a beer can crushed on a boozed up frat boys head,
It hurt
Even though I said it didn’t
Even though I pretend I’m invincible
Even though you all think I’ve mastered this
I haven’t
It hurt
Like a teeny tiny paper cut from a loose leaf sheet it paper,
It burns
Even though you can’t see the scar
Even though it happens to people every day
Even though I didn’t even know it happened until it was over
It wasn’t over for me
It burns
Like the eyes of an innocent bystander the first day of pollen season
It stings
Even though I’m used to the pain
Even though I should have seen it coming
Even though I’ve been taught how to prevent it
I let it slip my mind
It stings

I am a stubborn creature
I do not learn well from others mistakes
I guess hindsight really is a *****.
standing quietly alone,
the warped carnival mirror
sagged as people giggled through it’s reflection.

however,
the illusion and allure were quickly lost when,
distracted by the humid scent of funnel cake,
desire switched to
the flashing lights
and the taste of love
and the Ferris wheel around the bend.

but the mirror stayed still like a train station.
it let the roller coaster roll.
it let the symphony play.

until
a crack grew and grew and

the beautiful curves of the mirror
shattered.

not from the strain or the weight,
but the absence,
the lack.

and the funnel cake lost it’s taste
and the Ferris wheel it’s allure
as the clown

swept away the
liberated shards of glass,
which sparkled like
new stars
as they fell into the
rust- rimmed
can.
All life fear of fear

Never warning

Waiting ashore for what seas bring

Waves pull and

You fall under

Lost, engulfed, forgotten.



Endless night

Within this blackened land

A Kingdom of forever hypocrisy

And mass depression



No growing conspiracy

Bringer Of Dreams Unhappy

Commands what will be



See black, all clear

Anger, misery

Distribute pain to thee

As all shudder

With prayers unanswered

Fantasize for land of the free



Decision-changed-uncertainty

Wishfulness-now-hopelessness



His words-echoes of eternity-

If you dare to hear them:

Endlessly you shall

Lie in dementia.

Lastly you shall

Die in hysteria.
 Dec 2012 Rachel Brainard
-D
he never asked me what I was looking for,
nor did he ever brush the hair from my eyes,
but he breathed new life into my lungs,
& I must agree that it was enough--

the sheets are cold,
but the Book is worn & fading.
the wine glass is stained,
but the pages are talking again.
it was enough, enough--

as I outline the traces of the scar you gave me,
I come to the point of either breaking it in two,
or allowing it to stay,
& eventually fade,
until all it can do is glimmer,
whisper:
*"you were enough."
You and I are cut from the same stone.
Diamond.
The extreme pressure we face gives us our shape
our sparkle
our shine
And our formation
reduces the common denomination
of things that can affect us.
The things that do penetrate
within us, permeate.
Revolve around our universe,
Dictating our hue.
We may appear blue
or red or yellow but deep down
Our own imperfections define us,
which is why we are Brown.
While we have different varieties
Only one thing can destroy us
decisively.
Diamond.
Caroline. You, like I, are your own greatest enemy.
© November 23rd, 2012 by Timothy R Brown. All rights reserved.
My life is made up of seconds
And they're ticking away.
At this very moment
I grow older
And memories are lost.

As noon turns to night,
And night turns to day
Images are blurred.
White noise,
Turning into silence.

Prolonged exposure to life,
The illusion of time takes over.
Summer falls and winter rises,
Identity lost,
Yourself just out of reach.

Arrivals and departures,
Of the shadow children.
The door shuts,
And the pendulum
Slowly stops swinging.

Everything comes and goes,
And everything changes.
On a long enough time line
The survival rate of everyone
Drops to zero.
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