Monthly Archives: June 2013

It was her

And he stood there
Watched her break down in front of him
What he could do, you ask
Nothing
He could do nothing but look on
For not even his guiding touch
Could save her melting soul.

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One step

As she walks
Through valleys of thoughts
Lets the neon lights guide her way
Knowing the sky’s the limit
She’s sure to win this
No matter what they happen to say
Streets turn to blocks
As she continues to walk
Her feet have forgotten the ache
Determination inside
Power of her mind
She arrives in collected state.

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Him and I

“Your surface,” he said, “it’s so hard.”

We were sitting at the kitchen table, him and I. A Sunday morning, midst of summer, one of those mornings where the sun was timid and had not yet fully awoken, grass laying damp, still wrapped of the night’s rainfall. I looked up from my coffee cup, which I had been staring at for an uncountable passing of time. I remember catching a glimpse of myself in the rugged bay window. Unwashed, quite tangled, blond hair, which with the sun’s rays had become even lighter. Freckles bloomed from the tip of my nose to the heights of my cheekbones.  His blue-white striped cotton shirt, loosely fit on my body, buttoned just enough to cover the sun-kissed skin. Idyllic at glance. Yet I asked myself how we had ended up here.

He met my stare and saw how I shrugged my shoulders as if there was nothing new in his words.  He knew I would not address his statement, not today, as I hadn’t yesterday, the previous day, or the countless days before that. A sealed bud, I was not willing to bloom on his asking. Some days the hurt in his eyes was apparent yet he did his best to conceal it. Other days frustration flickered and possessed his entire body, impossible to miss. He could not be blamed for trying, as so many had before him, and his efforts would not go unnoticed.  Yet respond to his words, I could not.

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Today was tomorrow

The day I left the world behind
Was scared, lost
No signs of devine

Yet I woke up to a sense of calm
One night of rest
Left past at dawn

In comfort of choice I seemed to know
Was accepting, assured
Time to grow

Opened my eyes to sign of light
One morning of peace
Left heart with no fight.

 

 

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The innocent one

Tell me child
Does it hurt when you rise
From falling, painfully down

Tell me dear
Do you feel no fear
When loving, unconditionally much

Tell me boy
Do you express the joy
When knowing nothing survives.

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