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Tuesday, August 3, 2010
An Unhelpful Redemption
I think of you.
I am standing in my bedroom, my sanctuary, alone. I support my fragile frame against the door.
You are not here.
You never will be, again.
A feeling encloses me.
From the back of my thin head, water rushes, crashing and brushing against each hair.
It encircles,
my head,
my mind,
my thoughts.
I am paralysed sitting on the side of my bed.
This blinding pain swallows me from my core.
It heaves and shakes in my heart.
My soul collapses from the pressure.
A tremble of my eyelids, and shut. Whatever troubles the world has to offer me I cannot bear.
An impression of your face in my mind causes my center to swell, then flood.
Each tear, a membrane for an emotion.
I grab my pillow to hold and to love, treating it as if I were you. Squeeze my hand to remember the touch. Cringe in pain at how much your departure has ruined me.
I love you, I miss you, I need you.
I am standing in my bedroom, my sanctuary, alone. I support my fragile frame against the door.
You are not here.
You never will be, again.
A feeling encloses me.
From the back of my thin head, water rushes, crashing and brushing against each hair.
It encircles,
my head,
my mind,
my thoughts.
I am paralysed sitting on the side of my bed.
This blinding pain swallows me from my core.
It heaves and shakes in my heart.
My soul collapses from the pressure.
A tremble of my eyelids, and shut. Whatever troubles the world has to offer me I cannot bear.
An impression of your face in my mind causes my center to swell, then flood.
Each tear, a membrane for an emotion.
I grab my pillow to hold and to love, treating it as if I were you. Squeeze my hand to remember the touch. Cringe in pain at how much your departure has ruined me.
I love you, I miss you, I need you.
A Beautiful Honesty
If the earth's roses were painted into the soft caress of a cloud's silver lining,
If a smile of innocence gracing a newborn's face could be transcribed onto the frowns of humanity,
If the world could care for a lost soul by removing any shards of a broken heart,
If love could be bottled into its purest white gold form to share amongst those who are looking for themselves,
People would finally understand how important you are to me.
But where are you know, just where are you?
If a smile of innocence gracing a newborn's face could be transcribed onto the frowns of humanity,
If the world could care for a lost soul by removing any shards of a broken heart,
If love could be bottled into its purest white gold form to share amongst those who are looking for themselves,
People would finally understand how important you are to me.
But where are you know, just where are you?
Saturday, April 24, 2010
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Sometimes Tears Say Everything I Couldn't Put Into Words
Tear Drops Stain My Heart But Memories and Pain Are Etched Into My Conscience.
Memories of Pain Never Leave.
Forgiveness Can Never Be A Lasting Solution
Smiles Mask It But Only Love+Time=Heal(TH)
Tear Drops Stain My Heart But Memories and Pain Are Etched Into My Conscience.
Memories of Pain Never Leave.
Forgiveness Can Never Be A Lasting Solution
Smiles Mask It But Only Love+Time=Heal(TH)
Saturday, April 10, 2010
NoName
Allow me to believe in optimism again
Permit me to find hope in this shattered home
Things can never be the same
I find myself all alone
Set in stone
The love for me
Created by an unknown source
Cast in grey
Your unconditional love
An eternal powerful force
How my future develops remains a mystery known only
By the cure.
What trouble strays me on the way will not obstruct the whole path, because I learnt my lesson before maturity taught me.
Today's tomorrow is only a simple sleep away.
I can feel the sun aching to rise above my empire state.
It is pregnant with a new life.
May the rays of life fill my heart until this infinite love can circulate my entire body. A force so fast,
Brush my cells,
A Vitality unknown,
Flood my Core.
Permit me to find hope in this shattered home
Things can never be the same
I find myself all alone
Set in stone
The love for me
Created by an unknown source
Cast in grey
Your unconditional love
An eternal powerful force
How my future develops remains a mystery known only
By the cure.
What trouble strays me on the way will not obstruct the whole path, because I learnt my lesson before maturity taught me.
Today's tomorrow is only a simple sleep away.
I can feel the sun aching to rise above my empire state.
It is pregnant with a new life.
May the rays of life fill my heart until this infinite love can circulate my entire body. A force so fast,
Brush my cells,
A Vitality unknown,
Flood my Core.
Le Premier Fin
I feel the winds of change are stirring
The water is getting colder and colder,Older, older you get, Frail you lay down
Oh Mother, the knock at the door is growing too loud for me to handle. The ringing in my ears won’t hurt as much as this revelation.
The way we have traded our lives so the other will survive is admirable and foolish. One must let the other’s grip loosen for the eventuality of a decaying, vibrant, golden leaf.
Feel this emotion pass through me in an instant, then pass it along the line.
Lay down in your bed until you disappear under the sheets in search of your saviour.
Once I found you there was no need to search for life, because I found unconditional love- the one that knows only universal bounds. Wait there for me until it is my time to meet you.
Last night at the water’s edge there was no one to take your ticket for the boat. The meadow that surrounded us had autumn enclosing and winter waiting.
I sat on the dock beside you as you were divided between two emotions- to stay with me or to take leave.
You know I can’t survive without you. I can’t breathe if you are not near. I eek out an existence in the moments you are not close.
Don’t depart on the boat.
I have to be able to hear your breath, to touch your tender head, to offer you comfort in moments of pain, to send up your prayers in times of despair, to caress your heart and mend it when broken.
Permit me to be the meaning in your life, a beacon in moments when things cloy.
Before the tears are etched into my heart, make your decision even though it is beyond you.
The water is getting colder and colder,Older, older you get, Frail you lay down
Oh Mother, the knock at the door is growing too loud for me to handle. The ringing in my ears won’t hurt as much as this revelation.
The way we have traded our lives so the other will survive is admirable and foolish. One must let the other’s grip loosen for the eventuality of a decaying, vibrant, golden leaf.
Feel this emotion pass through me in an instant, then pass it along the line.
Lay down in your bed until you disappear under the sheets in search of your saviour.
Once I found you there was no need to search for life, because I found unconditional love- the one that knows only universal bounds. Wait there for me until it is my time to meet you.
Last night at the water’s edge there was no one to take your ticket for the boat. The meadow that surrounded us had autumn enclosing and winter waiting.
I sat on the dock beside you as you were divided between two emotions- to stay with me or to take leave.
You know I can’t survive without you. I can’t breathe if you are not near. I eek out an existence in the moments you are not close.
Don’t depart on the boat.
I have to be able to hear your breath, to touch your tender head, to offer you comfort in moments of pain, to send up your prayers in times of despair, to caress your heart and mend it when broken.
Permit me to be the meaning in your life, a beacon in moments when things cloy.
Before the tears are etched into my heart, make your decision even though it is beyond you.
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