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Ryling Nov 2010
There’s a crack along this pipeline dream
it’s a line still small but the memories leak
and our friendship crumbles with every bleed
I’ll try to fix it if you’ll try with me.

I am nearly vanquished yet but my hope
keeps me forging forth though my wick is low.
Resilience lays down; her weapons broke
She compels the fates to take me home.

This plot was once ruled by you and me
when I was king and you my queen
but the wage of time changed our motif
to a bitter fate which choked our seed.

In the face of consequence and life
comes the very moment to decide
do we stop our breath from pushing sighs
and in turn we let our history die?

There’s a crack along this pipeline dream
it’s a fracture large and the memories leak
now our friendship crumbles from all the bleed
but it can still be fixed if you’ll just believe…
Ryling Nov 2010
Everyone’s escaping now
She’s trying to make her way back home
so she pushes hard against the crowd.
It’s just like her to be alone.

Maybe if I lend my hand
and my heart, her heart won’t be so cold.
She’ll realize that there’s still some good
a little bit left in the world.

She may not know who I am
But I, for sure, know who she is.
She’s hesitating and her plan’s
to exit now without a hitch.

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will never ever see her cry
and if you give your sympathy,
she’ll wave you off and laugh goodbye.

Take her to the fountain’s square
where she yearns to be young again
and if by chance her reflection’s there
she’ll sow herself to reap the wind.

Now you’ve wondered all along
why I care this much for her demise
When no one came to save my life
I saved her own to redeem mine.

She wanders off when the rush has passed
alone she stands against that edge
and looking back at her regrets
she commits them all over to death.
Ryling Nov 2010
Show me a way out of this tragedy.
Give me a torch and guide my way.
Let me cry tears to ease this brokenness.
Give me the faith and lead me home.

Teach me to seek and find my wandering heart,
losing my mind to sanity.
Give me the grace to pour upon my dreams,
so all my weakness melts away.

When in the end I come to find myself,
lonely and fearful of the light.
Send me away for all eternity.
Rest me in peace for all of time…

Comfort all my restlessness
Ryling Nov 2010
When she left her city lights
and came to California’s sun,
she lost her ****** eyes
to the first star in the night.
Her silhouette and shadows matched
against the hue above.
She dared the clock to make her change
her pertinacious love.

Every cloud’s got silver lines.
Every cup is fully filled.
Yet, she’s bludgeoned by her doubts
and made faithless by the lies
but somewhere in between this state
she finds her answer here.
It’s Calovefornia summer days
the remedying cure.
Ryling Nov 2010
Night interceptors, leave my dreams alone.
Your scissors cut along these dotted lies.
You’ll never see me crashing down her boulevard
as I watch him break her untamed heart.

Youth beneath wrinkles still make her alive.
Make the last call and toast my final bow.
She’ll bury me deep beside our fairy tale
while I push up daisies as farewell.

To be continued…
Ryling Nov 2010
His motion dark. It’s sickening
how fields are barren from the salt.
The years they come to ****** away my mind.
The brewing hate is welcoming
So raise your finger to them all
and fall back into comatose this last time.

If there’s a need, I’ll gravitate
into the gaps of history
and break the burden of this yoke for you.
With tainted cups we celebrate
the sowing of a fractured seed.
Its funeral for everyone we knew.

The morsels fall from trickled thoughts
they taste like you when you were mine
our effervescent youth now lay in ruins.
The share of us displaces taunts
my serendipity has died
you’re all that’s left…you’re all that’s left…and you’re always all that’s right.

— The End —