Silk and cotton
Blankets that float
Land of angels
Visions of hope

If one could sit
On a cloud without fail
What would they whisper?
Only birds will hear

Tired feet
From hours of dancing
Sore eyes
His nights spent reading
Quick hands
Short time for typing
Bitten nails
Long day of stressing

Tired mind
From years of thinking
Sore throat
Nights of drinking
Quick lips
Small talk while smoking
****** nose
Bad decisions he’s making

Tired hours
He finds boring
Sore nights
Hearts are breaking
Quick days
A blink and their passing
Bottled time
With friends dreaming

Scared
Of What
I don’t know

Tired
Of Pain
Self-inflicted

Doubts
Are my
Demons, yes

Dreams
Remind
There is chance

Talent
Is not
Enough now

Still
I must
Remember

Dance
Or die
Live for “I”

The devil’s hand
Shook mine
Betraying every moral

A pit inside me
Has exploded
And my hearts on fire

Not even a spider
Can find its way
Through a web of secrets

Racing thoughts of your betrayal,
Long embraces that make me sail
Away, away on a ship of memories

The heavy beat of my heart,
The way your eyes make me start
To forget the troubles of our love

Alone and sitting in the night
I’m more comfortable without the light
That hangs above my head

Clean your room
Find my pictures
Cut out my face
Free your conscience

Dry tears on my pillow
Your name on my tongue
Don’t want to stop
Yelling for more

Tried to forgive
Buried my pain
Told you farewell
But not goodbye