Tuesday, September 21, 2010

#49

Another sleepless night with a familiar dream
Every night waking to some horrible scene
It's always you who haunts me it seems
I feel like I'm an adult, but act like a teen

I've known it was the best for both of us
That doesn't mean I'm content with this
All because some lack of your trust
Now I only think of our final kiss

Like a book buried in the depths
I'm the treasure you haven't discovered yet
I love you so much it makes me inept
You've turned your head like we've never met

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

#48

It's that moment of uncomfortable silence
Staring into each others eyes with no words
Afraid of how things will come out
Or a complete lack of words in this moment
When they were so carefully thought out

Everything is simple until face to face
Everything then breaks down and you're lost
The feeling in the pit of your stomach
You know what's right, but you can't do it
So you suffer until you go and suffer until the end

Saturday, August 28, 2010

#47

These are the tears I couldn't let you see
As we sat alone and talked until past three
A haze of words, little would be remembered
And I'm left with no idea what to do
The worst though, is that I still fucking smell you.

Thursday, August 26, 2010

#46

A faceless statue in an abandoned Colosseum
Sixteen columns hold the open ceiling
Travelers from some place unknown
Look to discover what once had been known
Centuries ago flesh clad in iron caused the ground to tremble
Today only the ghosts, memories, and bone remain.

#45

In three hours time has flowed
Like a river halted by a dam
Able to clearly see the depths
A tiny fish seemingly glides by
Two birds in a nearby tree sing
A frog jumps in causing ripples
The serene scene changes often
Eyes must be open in order to see
The river flows gently still into a sea
This must be captured, bottled, for times
Those rough times when the river has overflown
Moving rapidly perhaps, where it's dangerous
Always though calmer waters are upstream
A platypus swims playfully in solitude
An otter floats on his back playing with rocks
A swam sits on a bank alone
Something floats downstream in the distance
A bright day is ahead, not a cloud in sight.

Friday, August 20, 2010

#44

I feel this may not be for me
Every night we don't talk I worry
I'm a mess of cluttered emotions
Rising and falling based on you
I know how you feel
Or at least how you did not so long ago
I try to realize them
And know nothing has changed
But I'm too irrational
And can't stop my gut feeling.

Monday, August 16, 2010

#43

Losing grip, I see the end coming
You say you've lost yourself
Just when I'm feeling found

Now I'm the one feeling like I've lost
I thought it was finally real
But the familiar is coming near

A lightbulb burnt up
In a flash bright
The next dark.