Your name
burns my skin
grabs hold of me
tightly
and leaves
bitter taste
on my tongue
I was yours to devour until nothing remained
and with closed eyes
I will speak your name
one last time

A world on the tipping scales
of joy and despair
To be left elated
over simple pleasures
and dejected
over days to come

What a curious thought
to walk a fine line
of truth and ignorance
unable to choose
which to follow
through the oblivion

What a curious life to lead
in sunshine and storms
to get dampened from the sun
just to bask in the rain

Where will you be
when it all begins to crumble

Standing idle and alone
as it slowly chips away
running out of breath
and words left
that could make sense of it all
Nothing remains in your grasp
and all is left
to chance

Where will you be
when it all comes crashing down

I stand
surrounded by mirrors
reflecting indecisiveness
hovering over each moments hesitation
to go on further

                                                                         or to remain
how can steps
be taken
without a direction
to follow

What was more startling than the intense roar of thunder
sounding through the ever growing darkness
beyond my door,
was the sudden realization
that nothing would ever be as it once was
and never would it be again

Though the rain must fall
to brighten the days ahead
nothing was certain now
nor of tomorrow
and tomorrow again

Certainty had vanished along with the thunder
and left the darkness
beyond my door

If I choose to be awake
during the early hours of dawn
it is only so
I can stand before the morning sun
feel the warmth and light run through my veins
awaking me internally
and to remind me
how wonderful it is
to be alive

Selfish needs
holding on
to old words
What could they ever mean now

Selfish deeds
to justify staying the night
by your side
What more could become of this

Selfish love
I am to blame