When hope is goneAnd I lie down my weary head. I know it is your voice I will hear,That will bring me back to awakenAgain.As the sun setsAnd night creeps in,I know it is your laugh I will hear,That will raise my spirits.When I am lonelyAnd fear the dark,I know it is you that will … Continue reading Krasivo Momiche
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Spring Waters
Fast-flowing water seepsThrough the cracks in my mind - is it time?Perhaps this is what I've beenWaiting for, I've been a stagnant lakeFor far too long.I feel my hair whip overMy eyes, I can finally see.Excitement rushes through meAs I watch the flood gates open. I don't mind drowning.Ripples of poison flow throughMy veins - … Continue reading Spring Waters
Knowing Me, Knowing You
Cher journal, How do you define knowing someone? Is it by the years in which you’ve been friends? Is it by the sheer amount you know about them? Or is it simply connecting with that person on a deeper level? I used to think that knowing someone was about surface level; knowing their favourite TV … Continue reading Knowing Me, Knowing You
The Mind is a Lake
Slowly drifting,Mirroring lethargic cloudsAnd leaves that get caughtIn a gentle breeze. Calm sleep interrupted byTrains rushing by whilstBoys chatter amongst theSmell of cheap beer andSmoke. Once begging for silence,You now miss the sound of aStorm, the tormented panic ofTorrential rain -Weathered feelings. Still water sets in,Barely a ripple on the surface ofYour mind.The water does … Continue reading The Mind is a Lake
Clair de Lune
Sit straight, take a deep breathAnd-Sometimes it's difficult to loseYourself in music;Thoughts swirling aroundYour head."Just shut them off"You plead with yourself,But perhaps music isn'tRational.No, it flows and dives,Swims around you andFlies off like a butterfly-"Just focus!" your brain shouts.Oh yes, you'd almost forgotten about The music,Moonlit notes of a paleBlue sky. "How romantic" you think, … Continue reading Clair de Lune
Salty Seas
Dark thoughts, so you run to forget. Heartbeat drumming out slow breaths;Don't think, don't think. Walks under moonlightDown lonely streets amongst strangers.Rationally painting pictures of theCold air in hopes it freezes you out. An accepting nod from Helios.Dawn grants freedomAs you take a deep breath after drowning,Poison finally seeping out of your lungs. Run faster … Continue reading Salty Seas
After The Storm
I don't care about what words youThrow at me.Do I really want to throw them backOr would I rather present you withSofter feathers and flowers. Defences and swords,Why must we grow our roses withThorns?I'd rather grow dandelion clocks andBlow away each wish with you. I don't want to go into battleAnd if I must I'd … Continue reading After The Storm
Cytisus Scoparius
Trickle your poison into my mouthOpenly awaiting your burdens. Do not worry about my dragging feet- I'll manage.Complements as gifts,The materialistic pleasures of ourRelationshipDiamonds weigh more than you'd think.I'll await your call,Dutifully obeying every command,A soldier's daughter at heart,Nevermind my feelings-- they're locked away anyway.I have no more room for my own happiness,That's okay, yours … Continue reading Cytisus Scoparius
Under Moonlight
Careful memories of candles And snowfall. I'm reminiscent of a time when River walks at sunset And lingering kisses were my everything. I watch from afar, Admiring young couples who seem To not have troubles such as ours. Yet I doubt their love is comparable To the moon and the sun. Warm skies; blue, orange … Continue reading Under Moonlight
Hey You
Hey you there, The one with the golden eyesAnd that sad smileYou look like you need to rest for a while. Come over here,Take a deep breathAnd close your eyes,Just let go for some time. Dont fret, there's nothing here,It's just a lonely spaceTo dry your tears. Don't fret it will be fineAnd when you're … Continue reading Hey You