segunda-feira, 31 de dezembro de 2012

Forever and Never


I am the tide you cannot bind
a love forever untold
a secret laid at your feet
a whisper sounding crisper
like madness taking over sadness.

I am a fever, a believer
the calm before dawn
I am mother and daughter
I am lover and the other
loneliness and actress.

I am nature, I am closure
I am the tear you most fear
the touch that is too much
I am the scream you dream
the death defying rath

an itch you cannot scratch
I am the heart you tore apart...
I am the word you cannot speak
the concept you cannot grasp.
I am forever and I am never.

A Story


The stories I had to tell
are muffled by the cold
they were all I had to sell
but shall remain untold

I don't want to go outside
I want to be left alone
with all the dreams that died
before they were known...

there is nothing left to share
no more tears, no more love...
it's all up in the cold air
but it's what you can't get rid of

and the clock strikes eleven
while I'm sitting on the couch
longing to be forgiven
and I slouch and slouch...

I give up and give in to sleep
and as I lay quietly in bed
I realize there's no love nor heat
it was something you said

there's nothing left inside of me
I have no life, I have no time
nothing left for me to see
I'm a victim of a foul crime

you left and never looked back
the tears cut through my face
no one here to pick up the slack
nothing left but an empty space

that will never again be filled
because there is nothing left
what I tore down I can't rebuild
and what you said I cannot forget...

sábado, 22 de dezembro de 2012

The End of the World


I was told the world would end today
But today dawned and today set
and still I am here feeling this way

Each hour that passed I would fret
but the world did not end this day
even though others thought it may

I sat in silence imagining death
I think it will end another day
but obviously not today.

the hour struck and I held my breath
but the world refused to end that day
no matter what anyone had to say

Now I sit and wonder when will it end?
it ended for you with a lie
it will end for me when I die.

My Dreams


My dreams cut the night
like the sun's piercing light.
They hurt my eyes
and are filled with lies.
They haunt me
and taunt me
but still I'm in my bed
living inside my head...