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Torin Sep 2016
This is the sunlight
Breaking clouds apart
And bursting in my eyes
Like ten million angels
Playing the most beautiful songs
In heaven and earth
Her body
I am no longer afraid of night
I see her in my dreams
And sense with everything
Even my hands
Even my heart
Her soul
And the flowers will bloom
Only when the time is right
When spring brightens the day
And melts the ice that covered the world
That covered my sight
And covered my hope
Her being
And could be
Winter is coming
But her love
I will still be warm
As all that I need
Her life
Is my life
Torin Sep 2016
We would see the only end
As a smiling face
A tidal wave
A new beginning
Seed that holds memory
A melody
A song worth singing
We would revel in it's glory
Embracing chapters
Familiar story
But the stones have grown cold
And a heart beat is just
We would see the only end
As a doorway
A stepping stone
A lesson learned
A childhood haunt
But sad as it seems
We only live once
And night can be much more than dark
Torin Sep 2016
When we crash
      Its the ground
We blame the weeds
      And the seeds
              Say its tossed in the wind
                       We say it all
                      Before we fall
Now it's collisions
Of moons
And the way gravity
Has its hold on everything
We say the crater
Is the only impact
When we crash
         It's the end
We blame the sky
         And the light
                 Say it's lost to the night
                        We say it all
                   Like it was always
Still we make our wish
On the only star
That is at fault
And no sun came too soon
This next weak
Will be the hardest of our lives
Torin Sep 2016
Be
I should not be what I am right now
We can not be what we want it to be
Nothing decides what we are
A better turn fated by choice
And no one becomes what we want it to be
They only say that we are
And I am
As I'll never be

It should be better
It should
Torin Sep 2016
When each second of holding
Is holding too long
I change myself to the perfect night
For what's already gone
You would laugh it off and say
Its already done
But I hear the haunting remnants
Of the saddest song
How can I be strong?
How can I be strong?
The subtle dissarray
And what my life's become
When each bitter drop of black
Night that lingers on
And keeps the stars from meaning
And keeps me from the dawn
How can I be strong?
How can I be strong?
This creeping loss of feeling
And what my life's become
Torin Sep 2016
Her face is the haunt of my night
Her eyes
Lips
My forty foot billboard
My Vesuvius
I see moons and suns
Beginnings and ends
I see it all
And more
My great world war
And as all the soldiers breach the front
The enemy lines
The battle won
Lost
Memory
A spirit that finds me alone
In the hours after midnight
When I crave her visage
And pray to any god that may be real
Her eyes
Her skin
Her face
Her love
And I tread on
Seeing death with every morning
And no stars inside my night
Just a painful vision
And hopeless end
Her face is my marble statue fallen to dust
And I am the artist
Setting hands
To no purpose
Torin Sep 2016
Everyone is always talking to each other
One another
I sit in the darkest corner of a room
I want to be alone
Don't speak
Read me aloud
My lines are only etched by mortal hands
Waiting for a god to understand
I've unlocked the door
Unfastened the lock
Unhinged the chain
And waited
Everyone grows sadder everyday
In every way
I hide in whatever shadows
Content in brutal dark
I won't speak
I'll cry in silence
In black and white and strokes of pens
Waiting for what I understand is color
And love
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