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That familiar feeling
That familiar feeling
the taste
of salty tears
and broken dreams
of failure
of loneliness
of spiralling down
into oblivion
a blip on the radar
of everything
and everyone
No one.
No sense
Nonsense
Desperation
Helplessness
That familiar feeling
of life.
the taste
of salty tears
and broken dreams
of failure
of loneliness
of spiralling down
into oblivion
a blip on the radar
of everything
and everyone
No one.
No sense
Nonsense
Desperation
Helplessness
That familiar feeling
of life.
Untitled II
With every breath I'm drawn towards you,
to azure skies and golden sands
I'm tempted by your promise
of contentment
With every breath I hear the warning
of shattered dreams and broken hearts
I'm disheartened by your air
of nonchalance
With every breath my head is clouded
by 'what if's, 'why's, 'why not's
I'm troubled by this feeling
of uncertainty
With every breath the clock ticks louder
contemplating, tossing coins
I'm risking losing my own slice
of paradise.
to azure skies and golden sands
I'm tempted by your promise
of contentment
With every breath I hear the warning
of shattered dreams and broken hearts
I'm disheartened by your air
of nonchalance
With every breath my head is clouded
by 'what if's, 'why's, 'why not's
I'm troubled by this feeling
of uncertainty
With every breath the clock ticks louder
contemplating, tossing coins
I'm risking losing my own slice
of paradise.
The Scent of You
The scent of you
draws me in
I am blind but it matters not.
I willingly succumb to your innocent charms
your smile, your touch, your infectious laugh.
But most of all
the scent of you.
The scent of you
wishing it were real
I ignore my better judgement.
A heady mix of lust and longing
serves my desire and feeds my soul.
I need nothing
but the scent of you.
The scent of you
lingers on
Gone is the dream but I'm still here.
My heart is bruised, my mind is scarred
Alone, afraid, back at square one.
Left with nothing
save the scent of you.
draws me in
I am blind but it matters not.
I willingly succumb to your innocent charms
your smile, your touch, your infectious laugh.
But most of all
the scent of you.
The scent of you
wishing it were real
I ignore my better judgement.
A heady mix of lust and longing
serves my desire and feeds my soul.
I need nothing
but the scent of you.
The scent of you
lingers on
Gone is the dream but I'm still here.
My heart is bruised, my mind is scarred
Alone, afraid, back at square one.
Left with nothing
save the scent of you.
The Power of Hindsight
You looked at me
In a way that could only mean one thing
And for the first time
I was alive!
My heart was pounding
Awakening the very depths of my being
To the beautiful reality
Of this dream come true.
. . .
If only I had known
That the first time would also be the last
Would I have saved myself?
Probably not.
In a way that could only mean one thing
And for the first time
I was alive!
My heart was pounding
Awakening the very depths of my being
To the beautiful reality
Of this dream come true.
. . .
If only I had known
That the first time would also be the last
Would I have saved myself?
Probably not.
I don't need you
I don't need you
to feel whole.
I am whole.
I will not compromise
my ideals
for one dream with you.
It may be good. It may be bad.
It may be forgettable.
I don't care.
I don't need you
to feel whole.
I am whole.
to feel whole.
I am whole.
I will not compromise
my ideals
for one dream with you.
It may be good. It may be bad.
It may be forgettable.
I don't care.
I don't need you
to feel whole.
I am whole.
The Breakup
We died today.
The light that woke me
every day
no longer shines in your eyes.
The smile on your face
is replaced by a blank
no likes, no needs, no wants
The bubble has burst
the truth is out
aeons of dreams
shattered
You gather your things
leave your key on the bed
a sense of doom fills the air
No words spoken
No gazes shared
I stand in the doorway
and watch you go
Out of my embrace
Out of my home
Out of my life
but not out of my dreams
The coffee is cold
it sits on the table
as lonely as I
We died today.
you may live again
in another life.
I will remain a corpse
my love for you
stained on my weathered skin
The light that woke me
every day
no longer shines in your eyes.
The smile on your face
is replaced by a blank
no likes, no needs, no wants
The bubble has burst
the truth is out
aeons of dreams
shattered
You gather your things
leave your key on the bed
a sense of doom fills the air
No words spoken
No gazes shared
I stand in the doorway
and watch you go
Out of my embrace
Out of my home
Out of my life
but not out of my dreams
The coffee is cold
it sits on the table
as lonely as I
We died today.
you may live again
in another life.
I will remain a corpse
my love for you
stained on my weathered skin
How, When, Why...
Where are we now?
I don't know this place
This isn't where I thought we'd be
today.
How did we get here?
I must have been asleep
I wonder who brought us here
today.
Why did we move?
I liked where we were
I wish we could have been there
today.
Who made us leave?
They should have let us be
Then we wouldn't have to be here
today.
Why are we here?
Is this where you want to be?
I'm not sure I like it here
today.
What are we doing here?
You look like you're enjoying yourself
I guess I could try that too
today.
When will we have to leave?
I'm too tired to move
Maybe we can rest here
today.
I don't know this place
This isn't where I thought we'd be
today.
How did we get here?
I must have been asleep
I wonder who brought us here
today.
Why did we move?
I liked where we were
I wish we could have been there
today.
Who made us leave?
They should have let us be
Then we wouldn't have to be here
today.
Why are we here?
Is this where you want to be?
I'm not sure I like it here
today.
What are we doing here?
You look like you're enjoying yourself
I guess I could try that too
today.
When will we have to leave?
I'm too tired to move
Maybe we can rest here
today.
Perfect Morning
It is morning.
I am awakened by birds
Whistling love songs
outside my window.
I smile.
Visions of a perfect evening
flash before my eyes.
Could I be dreaming?
I breathe in.
The air that fills my lungs
is laden with your scent.
I am mesmerised.
I turn.
You lie beside me
in peaceful dreams.
My day is made.
I am awakened by birds
Whistling love songs
outside my window.
I smile.
Visions of a perfect evening
flash before my eyes.
Could I be dreaming?
I breathe in.
The air that fills my lungs
is laden with your scent.
I am mesmerised.
I turn.
You lie beside me
in peaceful dreams.
My day is made.
Untitled
Let me find you in the dark
Let me reach out and touch your hand
I want to keep you lying here
...next to me
Let me rub my feet against yours
Let me rest my head on your chest
I want to feel your heart beating
...next to me
Let me taste the salt on your lips
Let me see the light in your eyes
I want to hear you breathing
...next to me
Let the sheets entangle us
Let beads of sweat collide
I want to have you always
...next to me
Let me be captive to your love
Let me be slave to your dreams
I want to live my life with you
...next to me
Let me reach out and touch your hand
I want to keep you lying here
...next to me
Let me rub my feet against yours
Let me rest my head on your chest
I want to feel your heart beating
...next to me
Let me taste the salt on your lips
Let me see the light in your eyes
I want to hear you breathing
...next to me
Let the sheets entangle us
Let beads of sweat collide
I want to have you always
...next to me
Let me be captive to your love
Let me be slave to your dreams
I want to live my life with you
...next to me
Died of a Broken Heart...
Died of a broken heart
they said.
But they were wrong.
It was all his fault
they said.
But they were wrong.
If not, then what?
they asked.
Can you guess?
It was love that killed her
Cupid’s arrow had sunk deep
and would not come out.
It wasn’t that her heart was broken.
It wasn’t that he didn’t love her.
She just loved him too much.
That’s all.
they said.
But they were wrong.
It was all his fault
they said.
But they were wrong.
If not, then what?
they asked.
Can you guess?
It was love that killed her
Cupid’s arrow had sunk deep
and would not come out.
It wasn’t that her heart was broken.
It wasn’t that he didn’t love her.
She just loved him too much.
That’s all.
Selfless? or Selfish?
Sink your teeth into my heart
Go on, bite it
I dare you
How does it taste?
Show me how you feel
Do you want me?
Do you need me?
Do you care?
Am I but a play thing?
Someone, or something, to pass the time
You’ll get bored soon enough
And move on
In search of a new toy
Do I care?
Probably not
The warmth of your touch
The melody of your voice
Satisfies me
Almost.
Go on, bite it
I dare you
How does it taste?
Show me how you feel
Do you want me?
Do you need me?
Do you care?
Am I but a play thing?
Someone, or something, to pass the time
You’ll get bored soon enough
And move on
In search of a new toy
Do I care?
Probably not
The warmth of your touch
The melody of your voice
Satisfies me
Almost.
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