Nigel was a Scotchman
Who wore the kilt an aw,
He stained it with some marmalade
And rubbed his sporran raw.

A habit from his army days
When dressed in jungle green.
And pretty girls were few and far
And Nigel far too mean

To spend his hard-earned pennies
On bowls of mutton stew,
So, he took to nightly rubbing
Of his sporran - wouldn’t you?

But we all love you, Nigel.
Aye, hail, and rain doth blaw,
You great Scotch *** in jam smeared kilt.
Ye Guffey **** an aw.

Everywhere I turn
Is a memory I have to erase
An outline
I can no longer trace.

So i can enjoy life again
Without you
Stained all over it
Covered in your ink
Burned in my brain
Memories, i wish i could erase.
Itd be the easy way,
Then i’d have no pain.

Your ink bled into me
And washed out any pigment i had left.

I see flashbacks all over this town.
The places I go when I want to reflect,
Are places we had some wild ***
Places we talked for hours
And lost ourselves in
Eachother
Uncovering our purpose
Reminding you that you aren't worthless.
While you held me in your arms
And talked about quantum physics
That was so comforting
You stimulated my mind and my body
That's all I ever needed.
I was at ease,
Could have been eternity.

i also remember,
what our days would progress to be.
Your mind
turned against me.
You just want to be mr. teach

Always leaving in disdain
Feeling empty,
Feeling forbidden,
Feeling like I gave you another chunk.
You chucked it up to the dust,
And I called it love.

I’ve given you more of me than i have to myself,
You know im one of a kind,
You wont see me going down the conveyer belt.
This love is rare,
I see the good in you, and the bad too,
I actually see you
And I chose to love you.
Through and through.
Its all I know how to do.

So unhappily happy when im with you.
I had no end goal.
I became so addicted to you,
Even with all the mental abuse.

But when I leave,
i start to feel free.
You only see a glimpse of me.
But I'm still haunted by memories
What we could be

I gave so much,
All you did was take,
Spread hate,
Get irate,
Get me addicted,
And become vindictive.

Now  when I go to my safe place,
The sand in my feet,
The breeze in my hair,
The sun kissing my skin
The veil feels thin

All I see is you here.
Spread across the water
Spread across the sand,
the dirt,
and the trees.
I see a million memories at this creek,
Even though you have always been so mean to thee.

You have bled over everything,

Washed out any pigment I had left.
I just want to get back to me.
The one that Dances,
Laugh,
& Sings.

A lot of unlearning,
And reprogramming,
needs to take place
I'm not in a race,
just need to slow my pace,
thoughtwho knows how many days
It'll take.

Steady, I pave ahead
Purpose, I'm all in.
Walk the path with ease,
With grace.
I know I can't be replaced.
How could i ever forget you?
You will probably never deal with this,
Because you were never there.
Trapped in stagnant air.

I guess i was just someone there.
Someone to talk to,
did you ever try to look underneath?
when you look into my eyes..
your reflection is all you see.

But i see now.
How clear it is to me,
i gave you so much of my time.
You just took from me,
and left me empty.

a lesson, is what you are now.
You taught me,
No matter how much trying,
we are not meant to be.

you were just temporary.
Im sorry for you,
cause youll never find anyone like me.


-klarity

In the twilight’s hush, where shadows play
I’ll hold your words, and cherish every way
You weave a tapestry of love and time
A bittersweet reminder of life’s rhyme

Memories of whispers, laughter and tears
Echoes of moments, through all the years
The velvet curtain, a gentle farewell
A promise of remembrance, that will forever dwell

In the realm’s beyond, where love remains
Our bond will whisper, through joy and pains
Though mortal frames, may fade and decay
In memory’s garden, our love will stay

cold summer recalls winter warmth,
candles every memory that was,
illuminates every memory to be.

as late as Romanian trains,
Happy New Year's Eve flew,
fallen, self-invited DraconiaN, figures.

as early as human traces,
sad old life's dawn landed,
risen, welcomed serenian, reflections.

as eternal as love echoes,
statornic now, time friends stop,
most dead feel life most.

My broken heart burns
Memories infiltrating
The hardest to heal

To wake,
to ponder,
to fall asleep
to the tidal rhythm of ones thoughts;
at sea in ones own mind.
There is no cessation,
no reprieve,
one only endures
as though bracing for a storm.

Even this cup that I drink from,
holds too many memories.
It all comes back,
I am there again,
adrift in the past.

smile of an exuberant child,
drowning deep in the sea.
his loquacious nature backthen,
vanished like it never existed.
ove'thinkin is not so mild,
adulthood is the reason he riled.