Tuesday, July 27, 2010

A solo duet.

Nights become more blissful,
As the days go by.
I could tell you that I miss you,
But it doesn't mean a thing.
I could call you and tell you,
That the shooting stars are back.

Though, I know you're not going to answer my prayers.

I could kiss your lips,
And you could kiss mine back.
You could keep me warm,
On a snow-filled winter.

Alas, you're gone and not coming back.

I still sit patiently,
Strumming my guitar.
Writing words for love songs,
That no longer mean a thing.
To me, to anyone.
The love light died, sweetheart.
And so have you.

I could take down the pictures,
Of the memories we shared.
It's not like you're coming back.
But this pen is fresh,
and so is its ink.
So this poem will keep on writing itself,
Because I know you still love me.

Tonight I sit,
A former shade of myself.
With an unforgivable smile on my face.
To know you're up there,
Singing this with me -
Makes me never want to stop what you gave me.

Monday, July 26, 2010

Forces of habit.

It might have been love,
It could have been lust.
But what happened between us,
Won't stop clogging my thoughts.

Caught alone in the snow,
and there was no where to turn.
Though there was a light in the distance,
Which was fire from your heart.

Adrift in the ocean,
Counting the days I've been missing you.
It's been so long for me now,
That my love for you has lost count.

The sunset at the beach,
You remember?
I'll never forget
As I counted the freckles on your face
And fell in love with you and your laugh.

Don't let the weather wipe away your smile.
It's always on my mind,
I've taken so many photos of it -
That it lightens up my room.

Hold my hand, my dearest love.
Keep strong by my side,
Never let the secret out -
Of how we both survived.

Monday, July 12, 2010

I couldn't bring myself to do it.

Is this heaven or is this hell?
I can't move my arms or legs,
and I'm suffocating under your eyes.
I feel your stare, but it's warm and kind.
From your big hazel eyes,
Your gaze keeps me safe.

I have to warn you, love.
That there's scars on my heart.
From years gone by,
Too much heartache to handle.
In such little time.

Hold me through winter,
Protection from the cold,
and the demons who haunt us
As our time grows shorter.

There's something you should know about me,
But I don't want to see you cry,
With your gorgeous hazel eyes,
You tell me everything
Without even speaking.

It could be too late,
As I cough up some blood.
I'm sinking, sinking in life.
These tears are remorseful.
Baby - I'm sorry.


I'm walking all the way home
and it's raining this evening.
I see the light at the end of the tunnel,
But the outcome is pure dark.
I stand, breathless - dying.
The sky opened, with a heart-stopping movement.
Selfishly, no longer breathing.
He took me away.

This may not be heaven,
but I'll always remember your eyes.


Sunday, July 4, 2010

Burning the mind's eye

Thank god you never loved this city,
As you watch it burn away.
At the hands of eternity -
The fire burns like hell.

The atmosphere fills with fire and smoke,
As well as tears and sadness.
Let hindsight build a better life,
For those who tried to save it.

Let it crumble,
Let it fall,
Let us cry, scream.
"Fuck it all"

The colour red,
burning memories.
Burning the world,
A burning goodbye.

The grey smoke,
Suffocating the world.
Inhale all the toxic smog,
Let it kill us for our sins.

So say goodbye,
Kiss the sky,
Watch it all disappear.
Flush it down,
The rubble, the ash.
We can not start again

Friday, July 2, 2010

Where is my mind?

Time stops,
The room in freeze frame.
The gun on the floor.
Mother fucker,
I'm gonna get to heaven alright.

Blood on my hands,
Blood at my feet.
I'm living with uncertainty.
Will I ever find the words to explain
How I'm breaking down?

Memories - out the window,
I've become a wave of bad news,
Crashing down, and taking you with me.
Oh, how your screams -
Your screams will never be heard.

Heaven awaits, goodbye to thee.
The world not meant for someone like me.
A lifeless soul in the arms of a killer,
But why do my lungs ache when I breathe?
Why am I so cold?

An unmotivated laugh, one of irony.
The last I'll ever laugh.
As time has gone too long for what I've become.


Alas, a starry night at sea,
Will be the end of me.