And there it lies...
A face in the shade...
Fragments of a soul...
Staring beneath thy flesh...
A disenchanting glance...
With a playful stride...
As I look upon thee...
I can hear her whisper...
"Can I keep you?" she said...
I smile and replied...
"*******, I know your face"

I'm finally moving on,

At one point you were my world, beautiful and full of wonders.

But now you're becoming more of a memory.

I'll never forget you and the things I've done.

But now I can say I'm moving on.

Oh! I've longed to touch the sky
Flap thy wings and let it fly
Feel the morning breeze a mile up high
What ecstasy to relieve my sigh
Oh! I've wanted to catch this cloud
Stuff my face to wipe thy doubt
Cleanse my body by thy radiant shine

The things I'll give
To replace thy wing
Or the power of flight
To surpass my height

I am no longer bound to this earth
By the time you say goodbye
I'm already afloat
Immune to your words
As I let go of my earthly ties
Our once tethered soul, is now apart

Soon
Very Soon
I'll be joining you guys
Beyond thy horizon
Among the constellation
Nobody Owns Me
Co'z I Belong To The Skies

When do stars fade their light?
Does the moon and the sun make it right
For you the world maybe
Like an endless storm chasing a mystery

Is there hate in your heart?
Does your body drop and tell you to stop
Loving you or loving me
When it all falls down you just sing with me

Co'z there's a blue sky waiting tomorrow
Waiting tomorrow shining and shimmering
A blue sky waiting tomorrow
Waiting tomorrow
Maybe its all we need

Oh don't you wash away that smile
You just look out the window and see the light
It's beautiful to be alive
Its wonderful to live a life

The sun is sure to shine
For you and me for everyone
So don't be sad its just the start
Of a new beginning in your life

Co'z there's a blue sky waiting tomorrow
Waiting tomorrow shining and shimmering
A blue sky waiting tomorrow
Waiting tomorrow
Maybe its all we need

Rain will keep on pouring
Some things you cant control
And while the sun seems far and hard to hold
It will unfold

There will always be a blue sky
A blue sky waiting tomorrow full of hope
yeah, full of hope yeah

Co'z there's a blue sky waiting tomorrow
Waiting tomorrow shining and shimmering
A blue sky waiting tomorrow
Waiting tomorrow
Maybe its all we need

Is 'Moving On' a reality?
Or merely a fantasy?
It feels like the latter,
because no matter what I try--
I still can't get the thought of you out of my head.

You plague my thoughts like an infectious disease.
Everyday your face is there, reminding me--
torturing me.

'Moving On' feels like some cruel fairy tale of false hope,
and I was just dumb enough to fall for the idea momentarily.
Hook, line, and sinker.

(d.d.b)

And for a moment I'm a gazelle
who hasn't yet fallen
to a lion's teeth
For the night I give in
to the stampede
and--this time for good--keep going

Going, going,
wind beaten as a sailor,
though I may be
flying the way a peacock does
(It's only a feeling, like peace is to a dove)

Let me say something
about the animals--
they keep going, too
They keep going for us
(I am no vegetarian, but sometimes,
instead of meat, I only need
to eat dust.)

For the same reason, I go on
until fed to something larger
than this small person inside
And, like an animal, I don't ever
feel the need to cry

Tuesday's got a broken hot rod
It drives too slow, or doesn't go
Tuesday's got a lazy day ahead,
has creativity at best
has no productivity
but many things to arrest
And she's not only a loner
driving on a road,
she just doesn't want an answer
wants to keep her glow
Where is it?
Not where she thinks it is
Not in the trunk
not in the birdcage with the canary
not in the pistol in her kiss
Where is Tuesday going?
Not to Wednesday, that's for sure
Thursday's daydream makes her
unable to settle down anymore
She smiles, the sun is setting
If only Tuesday could learn to fix
that broken hot rod already

you expect moving on to become an achievement.
i didn't know.
three years of absence to forget the better part of two years.
it had nothing left for me.

they slip away like a ghost.
why do people come back then? when are we supposed to totally let go?
i felt like this empty place i no longer get along with.
(i could say we're alright. probably.)
i burn down to forget about you and there is no way to go back.