Sunday, April 17, 2011
ANGER
So overdone
I want to retreat into a place
where nothing will bother me again
and I can seethe until empty.
Will the world stop spinning long enough
for me to catch my breath?
For I feel so unlike myself.
All of this control I've placed
right in your hands
for you to twist me, squeeze me, mold me,
into someone I don't recognize.
So I remove myself from reality,
Numb myself to everything,
and hold my breath
until the world finally stills.
WILLOW TREE
Oh willow tree
will you weep with me?
For I am trapped inside
this melancholy tomb
all alone.
Oh willow tree
will you weep with me?
For my existence is tormented
by this purgatory
of a broken heart.
Oh willow tree
you weep with me?
Lets endure this pain
together in the moonlight
where wounds have hope of healing.
GYPSY WOMAN
If you knew what it was like to be me
you would take back the words you said
to reinforce my self hate.
If you knew what it meant to exist as I do
you would close your demeaning eyes
and silence your condescending voice.
If you understood the reality that I endure
you might find yourself discovering respect
for a gypsy woman like me.
Touch the scars and hear the screams
to feel as I do.
How does it feel?
Are you any different from me?
Or are we the same?
BECOMING SOMEONE ELSE
I'm longing for something
I can't possibly have.
For I haven't even the right
to long for you.
I'm searching for that something
between us I miss so dearly
that never really even existed.
Deluded by an illusion
causing my senses to escape me
and carnal desires to overtake me.
This is not who I am.
Who have I become for you
when you don't even realize me standing here?
I lost myself
for a meaningless cause.
I've forsaken myself
only to find myself crawling to a place
of despair and confusion.
I am filled with an anger raw and intense
enough to spill out into a reality
beyond my mind.
MONSTERS IN THE CLOSET
Late nights...
my deadly deception.
Luring me into the darkness
I've escaped before,
but am tempted to embrace again.
Thoughts like a cacophony of train whistles
leave me endlessly jarred
and lonely in their wake.
I've lost my innocence
to so many things,
all taking parts of me to a separate grave.
Now I just search for peace by piece
and I long to be whole.
LOSING THE AIR I BREATHE
Every time I find you,
I lose you again.
I'm filled with grief and frustration
as you continuously slip between my fingers.
Why hast thou forsaken me?
My wonderful flame, friend and confidante.
Why does it feel like we will never be one
together again?
Speaking through one another,
feeling alive again as I
let go
and find myself within you.
But every time I find you first
I realize I've lost you again.
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