End of OctoberSilent screaming, Running, dripping, scratching Down my face Like a leaf, But much, much more painful.It's graceful floating: A dance with the wind Whose wistful touch Caresses the leaf's face And it falls... Last in the pile.It leaves a mark, Staining my cheek, With a red paint Left from the day when The fall of autumn hit my face Then rolled d
After LapsWishing we,Like our shadowsCould embraceAnd face not awayFrom ourselves.This string, at our feet,Knotting us as one,Also keeps us tangled,And the infinite gapSeparating usWhile we do lapsThrough life,Still not meeting eyes.
Somehow, You Know MeSpinning, flickering in and out,Making me dizzy with an imageInside my head, until I open my eyes.You're always smiling, happyLike you know I'm watching.Laughing, because knowThat I like to smile too.And thoughtful, because you knowThinking about you entertains my mind.But words are never blowing,Flowing from your lips, to kiss my ears.So I wait in silence,Dreaming of that momentWhen your whispers escape...
Travel Tear ForgivenessComposure slipping away,Words melting from my eyes;The slow, constant drip of a wishKissing my face with an apology.It whispers, "Im sorry I let you down."Then it falls...Begging my neck to forgiveFor the last time.It travels to my chest, carvingCircles in a scar from the past.The burn of a tear, heavy on my heartAnd the unforgiving soul who letsMy sorrows swim deeper,Stirring up wings to tickle my insidesUntil my silent laughter is audible screaming.Then it grabs my legs, breaking,Holding me slave to a tear's dying wish.So I give in to the ache,With a cracked-hearted forgivenessBut wait for the wet betrayalTo forget and once again, run its couse.
Remember MeExiling words to be banishedFrom thoughts as a distraction.Letting bliss exude fromHeavy breathing, and the spoonScooping out the overflow of ecstasy.Erratic heartbeats stopIn the crack of a soul breaking.Losing a mind to the chaosOf a lover's tragedyNever to be mended by a thread.And no explanation to bringBack a feeling lost in the past.Desperate wanting of a loveForgotten, unable to be freedBy a stranger's kiss.So only to start over againIs to remember the life you lived.
The Watcher's WhisperThe melody your broken heart playsBecomes my favorite songAnd it won't be longBefore you ask me to leave.You're tired of my trick,My lies that you hateSo leave it to fateTo take me away again-The only one that sticks.No matter your misery,I'm always thereTo make worse your share of life.I'll never go away.And it suits mr just fineThat you're always upset.I guess that's what you get-Me watching you cry.
Chimney Swept SorrowsCrumbling into your tiny hands,My core slips through your fingersBut still pulls at your heart.After I've fallen so far away,You still have a hold on me.Wishing my tears could deludeThe concentration of hateOnly inches from a face turned away.Trying to reign in your emotions,Caressing the cheek of happiness,With my sorrow-swept broom of lashes.Oh, to taste just an ounce of joy.