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I miss you...

I miss you like a starving shipmate misses land..
I miss you like a new dad on tour misses his new born baby he has never seen before...
Like a child that cries as they wave their parents goodbye...
Like a field full of farmers that miss the clouds in the sky...

...I miss you...

I miss you like an angel would miss her wings
Similar to a bird that again wants to sing
or the elderly man that can no longer see
I miss you more than a slave longs to be free...

I miss you.*

Suddenly torn from the world that we know
I need advice and you cannot answer a phone.
I need a hug but remind myself you are no longer just down the road...
If you hear me, let me know you made it safe...
let me know you're home...
Why
Her shifty eyes see his bold face lies
she seeks the truth to his own demise
salt pours out as she begins to cry
screaming to anyone

"WHY!?


Why....?!"

She sits there silent as she waits for a reply..
the only thing she hears is lie after lie
and back to the questions that eat at her insides
contemplating thoughts she fought hard to hide
the truth pours out of her traumatic life
and the dreams she once had have suddenly died
absorbed in the night of unheard goodbyes
walking away without fear in her stride
wishing he would do nothing more than try and make it right
wishing that the problem would suddenly find
a new place to harbor her unwelcomed plights


And it seems to her that everyone knows...
like everyone’s in on this big funny joke..
She stands back and waits...It’s bound to play out
She listens to every side ignoring anger and doubt

"The truth will set you free" *she says aloud
blinded momentarily, she laughs..
How did her life get so off track..
When did everything flip upside down?
Why are these lessons feeling so profound...?
Whatever happened to the queen and her crown?
I remember a song that I used to sing,
I remember it loud and I remember it clearly

it spoke of the trees, rainbows and bees
it described each of these things, beautifully.
It rang of the whispers that the clouds held,
written in words that only angels could spell
it gave home to every emotion I felt

suddenly shattering my innocent shroud
repeating the words without any doubt
But with feelings so urgent it turns to a shout

...and the song still sings of these beautiful things
but with a new passion and intensity
the song is sang calm but the chorus holds strong
and as the song ends the wounds start to mend
emotionally drained I fall asleep again

but as the darkness of my eyelids begins to fade
each word begins taking shape
the trees and the bees and the beautiful things are all suddenly just within reach...


I remember a song that I used to sing. I remember it loud and I remember it clearly.
I have a story for you,

Come quick and listen

Take a seat this will only take a minute

This story is about a boy,

Young, maybe 5 or 6

Bigger then the world

Still slaying monsters with sticks

Fighting demons inside his Spiderman kicks

Running from sharks, no idea what this is

The playground his world, he was the king

He would fight anyone that dared to touch his queen

He opens his mouth spit out the words of his dreams,

Slow down a bit as you begin to see

Every picture that he is replaying with ease

He is pouring his heart out, speaks of explicit memories

Reliving a time when the ends met the means

Going back to that day when life was a breeze

There were No bills to pay, no boss to please

Just a sandbox and his skinned up knees

Just a teatherball and two missing teeth

no cares in the world when he was in that seat

There was no reason to wonder 'why are we'

the only questions to answer were answered simply


But as you listen to the story I tell,

listen to the words that fell from his mouth

take note of each one, line by line,

for this my friend could be the time

the stories he speaks automatically rhyme

and pictures are built as the story climbs

Higher and higher, the tears begin to fall,

and suddenly were at the top of a very tall wall

looking down on the people, they seem so small

but this is his kingdom, his place to brawl

these are his people, the words his end-all

for when he opens his mouth...

...stay quiet my dear...

do not speak back, don't even wipe the tears

let him continue, speaking without fear

see the weight lift off his heavy heart

this is what we call a piece of art

pure - real - free - childhood memories

a hand to hold is all he needs

remain silent, thankful, grateful and true

he will take care of his people, he will pay his dues

he will slay the dragons that try and fight their way through

he will remain at bay until the time is right,

beware of the rebel that hides in the night
I whisper to you softly in the frozen night
My breath reflects off the empty pipe
You look deeply into my open eyes
And the steal the words I try and find
You put your mouth on mine and breathe in life
Reminding me of the thoughts that got lost inside
I gasp for breath *
You smile as if you'd never seen death 
And suddenly I speak,
The words come out unbareingly softly..
Time slows down and the silence rings
My heart is waiting it wants to scream
And your answer is silenced by the Phone that sings
Back to bed my love, I'll see you in my dreams
Because in my dreams is where we live 
Where we dance and have everything to give
Where worries and struggles don't exist 
And every problem is solved with a kiss
No one is hungry and no one is missed
Just me you and everyone in bliss
My dream is full of the gardens you see
Vibrant colors and redwood trees
Garden nombs and endless ****
Open your mind so we can all be freed
Never Again will I watch your eyes bleed
For my saftey net surrounds you for eternity
But caution my love, don't you forget
It is here where the devil once slept*
Where the seas were angry and the serpents crept
Where the montsers appeared from under my bed
Where the man jumped off the 20ft ledge
The same place I hide all my worries and dread
But If this place is safe and you feel okay,
then take my hand and we can run away
I'm reminding you I'm lost
but subconsciously I'm not,
cause I think you're the only one that gets what I've got
you give me butterflies like gut rot
and you've got my tongue in knots
doing what I can to not let it stop
cause you picked up the weight but don't let it drop
I'm invested in this now and can't afford the loss
my heart was locked before you opened up shop
turn the radio on and sing to me Aseop
I'm now on a mission, make sure i'm out of earshot
cause when the truth comes out, I won't give it a second thought;
Remind myself I'm worthy of everything I've got
Because weakness is not an option, and you are not a God,
Confidence forgotten, I realished in what I'm not
and then the clouds they cleared and relvield was the plot
I let my gaurd fall loosely, I felt my heart unlock
suddenly reminded the key does not belong
ripped out of the hole, thrown down the block
I am standing on my own, my vision seeing spots
Today will be the day, I will take the shots
...
From your 7 shot revolver, 6 had them stunned
Only 1 left, and with it you took the sun
"your order is ready sir, but you seem like your done,
so remind me again, what is you want?
SAC? is that the one?
Well here's the check, its time to pay,
Take your time, I'll be here all day.
"
I have a little bag,
I keep it locked away,
Tightend with a pad lock
and locked with a chain

It stays in the closet,
Without mention or thought
Cause this bag of mine
Is it's own pandoras box

And I fill it up,
Almost every day,
With the questions and comments
And things that you say

But this bag of mine,
It's getting full you see...
But opening it
Just might destroy me

And that is a risk
I just can't take
Sorry my love In the closet it stays
But this mornig things changed ..

I went to the bag and found the broken chain
The pieces spilled out like childs play
I'm un sure now of what to do
But pick up the pieces two by two

And but them back in that bag of mine
Lock them away for good this time
But as I reach for each piece
The reality hits me,

This is my life and these are my feelings
Scattered around like a puzzle you found
And dumped on ground It's game over now

You wanted it open and now it is,
Good luck finding where each piece fits
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