The burning point

Sitting in this room full of memoriesPeople who have leftPeople who have passedThis disaster that is my lifeThings I don't want to rememberAll my faultThe distance keeps growingThere is no knowingA point of no returnJust let it all burnI'll remain here on the couchWatching the flamesWatching it turn to ashTill nothing remainsEspecially not I

Nights lost friendship

Where have you gone off to - Why do you run so from me - We seem to be have become such strangers - Once we were the greatest of friends - Now alone I wait each night for even a short visit - My dreams had vanished long before - They scattered like the …

Blind Attire

As we dress ourselves in sadness, Weeping is a ploy to keep away from hope. Why live when we can die? Why fight when we can cry? Are dreams mean nothing, because we forgot to close our eyes. Nothing but antidepressants keeping us standing. Broken down are we, Just another basket case. What do we …

Ticking Hands, Taking Hands

Tick, tick, tick The time passes by Minutes are leaving Never to return This little clock So haunting Is it mocking Cursing me Everything runs away Never to return Lost Alone Wanting something Something more Oh, cruel hands They do nothing Nothing but take In my silence You shout Shout at me Reminding me Remember …

Un-Equally Equal

I am not you, and you are not me That is something that will never be Created to be different Yet born from the same seeds We are intertwined by many commonalities But we will never be the same Difference will always separate us It only becomes negative by choice A decision to corrupt it …

We did Wish, Once

When did we stop wishing? Why do we stop dreaming? The world is so cruel, The darkness overflowing. Are we really so weak, To let all our hopes be shattered? Is our will to fight so brittle? The desire to survive does not thrive. What a world we live in, What a world we create. …

Not Resurrected, but Reborn

Why fix the broken? Why undo what was done? The shattered me, it's no longer me. Who I was is not who I am. What has been done will never define who I am, for I will be more. Take all the pieces and start over new, begin again, be renewed.I will be rebuilt from …

What Is Thy Dwelling Place

Though my soul waits in darkness, it awaits the burning light. Something that will warm the cold enthroned upon my shattered heart. When will my freedom call, to set this captive free? A longing for a much deeper hold on life grips me undyingly. To shudder from the fear lingering in my very being, is …

Fleeting Thoughts, Beautiful

TodayI just sat Looking out at the worldWonderingTrapped in thoughtA flutterMy eyes are capturedA glance enamored   Butterfly Out of nowhereFull of colorFlitting byThis beautiful dance in airI was delightfully captured How lovely The world does have light Life How exquisite 

The False Light

As I look out into the darkness, I see each light, dotting the blackness. Each signifying a life, are they living their lives? One can never tell by how brightly they shine. No, for many have found ways to reflect or drain the energy from others, he source never truly being their own. Who can …