One day we will look back to those daysIced tea in our hands;something to cool our veins as our blood races home.One day we will look back,nothing in our palms but webbed lines that point home,but home is empty and the chickens didn’t come home to roost,the hearth is cold and the ashes were blownContinue reading “The Myth of Time”
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Pain’s lover
My bones are lead,a fresh sacrifice on pain’s altarTime is a punisher,laughing at me with its hourly seconds…Hot then frigid,when the door opens and darkness swoops in.Only I feel his breath on my cheek,Like river water caressed by papyrus;Caressing me so,”do you love me so?”My hands are lead,housing fragile skin that breaks at the glazeContinue reading “Pain’s lover”
Failed
On this path again I tread alone…Familiar dark feelings embrace me,pointing to forgotten corners and alleys.Their eyes I avoid,afraid of what I’ll see there;their love that I ran from,the darkness and ugliness I felt free from. In a life far from this path,I loved.I found someone I’d be good enough for.Other feelings embraced me,brighter andContinue reading “Failed”
Solitary
For loneliness was when I stood aside and watched the peace that filled the room.Locked out I resulted to the glass,looking in,Love a fruit I wanted washing down my throat to my cells. Pain a thorn forever on my side;I let it fester,watching the pus and swelling,.Even the flies find a home,and I can’t. IContinue reading “Solitary”
Fragments
I’m sorryI’m sorry that when you stare at these broken pieces…all you will see is nothingness,incomplete puzzles that don’t make sense,incomplete puzzles that you can never figure out. I’m sorry that in my joy is –a practised laugh,a rehearsed pause.In my silence are words stifled by fear,yet I have no cause to be afraid. I’mContinue reading “Fragments”
Washed out
I like to believe I’m loyal,hence why I stay around you for so long.I like to believe I’m good, that is why I sacrifice my comforts for you.I like to believe I might be too much,and that is why I ask you if I can sit before I take a seat. See, I’ve learnt aContinue reading “Washed out”
What Then
What then is this love,so different from any I ever feltSo different than any that my heart kissed. What then is this emotion that draws tears,Has me walking on air,Kissing the moon,lighting with the stars. What then is this feeling that-Compulses me to sniff your neckAnd drown in your sweat. What then is this love,thatContinue reading “What Then”
Darkness and light 