Thursday, December 29, 2011

Cloak Of Darkness


"It could have been prevented"…A hushed voice whispered. "She only fooled herself. "
Words flooded in like water from a broken damn to awaken her from her fantasy.
"Did she think she could really matter?"
She is held paralyzed by the power his words have over her.
"The fool could not see I always held her happiness just out of reach?"
The water quickly rises.


I have to break free and find safety, but the shackles of his words become so tight they begin to cut threw my flesh. Waves of burning sensations come as the water laps against the opening wounds and mixes with my blood. I thought he was a savior sent to come lift me from the darkness. I did not notice he was actually stealing what little light I had left. The water starts to close in around my throat, panic has fully set in. The more I struggle the more water my lungs take on. How could I have trusted you just because you said you were different? Why did I open up again just to be broken down? What was the point? You turned into the very thing you said you were protecting me against. The burning has settled into my lungs. My vision is blurry from my futile struggle against the rising water and my thrashing to free myself. My body craves the air that is obtained just above the surface.


Held down by the weight of what never will be the cloak of darkness surrounded her.
"It could have been prevented"…A hushed voice whispered.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

That Guy

I focus on him trapped by his game.
Wishing this time it would not be the same.
Would you run like all the rest?
When you discover the feelings that I suppress.

I focus on him desperate to break the mold.
Thoughts of you help me withhold.
So many things I wish you could know.
If I could open my heart just to show.

I focus on him to keep you at bay.
So my feelings for you don’t go astray.
The day I laid my head upon your lap.
The emotions hit me like a slap.

I focus on him hoping to occupy one thought.
I can’t risk this fragile heart being caught.
The connection with you has come so fast.
I often question if we met in the past.

I focus on him to keep reality in mind.
A remembrance that karma can be unkind.
I can’t take the chance of losing you too.
I fear it will come if we pursue.

I focus on him because he is my pain
Otherwise this lesson was all in vain.
Like him your future is already taken.
So I won’t let these walls start breaking.

I focus on him don’t you see
So I don’t repeat the past with thee!

Negativity

Jealously is a razor.
Sharp, painful
Slicing through
Never stopping
Until the last drop
Is spilled.
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Anger is a canned soda.
Bottled up
Held tightly
Lose your grip
And it will explode!

Saturday, December 10, 2011

He Said - She Said

Open your heart and tear down your walls.
- Choose your words wisely you might just get what you wish for.

Tell me what is weighing on your soul I will not judge.
- Love does not leave in a second if it runs deep, I may stumble but my resolve is strong.

I want to know all of you.
- If I told you would you honestly see the real me?

If you truly love someone you can see past their flaws.
- You have built me so high up on a pedestal the only option left is to fall.

Be careful what you do or say because you can make someone fall in love with you .
- Love is unavailable when you are the one fated to be in second place.

We may just be soul mates.
- Reality can make even the kindest of words painful.

Friday, December 09, 2011

The Street People

They stand alone in a world to them that is filled with rejection.
On cold, windy nights they need protection.
They ask for help with signs of hope.
People passing by say they can cope.
At nights they sleep on cold, rough ground,
Hoping tomorrow they will still be around.
You've seen them before and say they had a chance.
No one ever gives them a second glance.
They walk around as people who own the streets,
But no where to go and nothing to eat.
They sit alone some waiting to die
Others pray to God that they will get by.
This land of opportunity is supposed to be for all people.
So why do we choose to forget the street people?

Friday, December 02, 2011

Window Seat

Outside these walls resides my life.
So close to my heart so far from my touch.
Your smile luminates the darkness, acting as a beacon calling a lost ship home.
I close my eyes to see you again while life passes by and I sit captive in the confines of these walls.

Thursday, December 01, 2011

Directions when lost....

In my eyes you found understanding
In my hands you found a friend
In my arms you found acceptance
In my soul you found yourself complete
In my heart you found forever
When you are lost and find doubt retrace your steps to find my love.