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I wish I could Tell you how much I love you I wish I could Tell you how much I need you How much my heart brakes At every stepping stone I take And I know you can't be there I wish I remembered more...
I saw your face in a butterfly today. It made me weep and smile. Your essence floating on the breeze. I think I'll chase it for awhile.
High above the turquoise sea. Winds blow strong. Seagulls flee. Watching as the sky turns grey. Storm clouds brew. I sit and stay. On the rocks, hard and cold. My heart feels young. My body old.
There are places where I wander, And they're made only for me. Those beautiful green fields, Those trees as high as can be. Yet something remains just missing. Even as I reach my lake.
Didn't head my own expedition. Didn't call my own conditions. I was never the one. I was never the special one. Did I take it for granted. Did I pull my own chain. I was never that one.
~ by The Sorrow I face myself in the mirror and recognize my very dead eyes. You took everything I lived for and left me with your lies. All my memories turned to dust.
I clutched his hand. It was a smooth, cold reminder that he was gone forever. I could never kiss his lips again, hug his waist, poke his ribs, or share a secretive smile with him again. He was gone.
I drink a coffee with you absence and light a cigarette to the nostalgia, I give a kiss in the neck to you empty space.
If I lose my hearing, I will stop my music. If I lose my sight, I will quit my art. If I lose my voice, then no longer shall I tell my stories. If I lose my taste, then I will halt my cooking.
I sank to my knees in the damp earth, let the heavy rain soak through to my skin. My hands clutched tightly a little bouquet of forget-me-nots; the colour of his eyes.
In his pocket, cold and stiff A lifetime can be found, entombed In leather, once fair penny's worth Now shabby memorial to the doomed.
Another day another life Passes by just like mine It's not complicated Another mind Another soul Another body to grow old It's not complicated Do you ever wonder if the stars shine out for you.
Every day I think what could have been. If you hadn't gone so soon. To have held your hand and walked with you. To have taught you right from wrong. I sit and wonder what would have been.
That pitter patter of tiny feet, running circles around my motionless body... Those footsteps in the sand that I always have to follow...
The sands of time are running low, And soon my darling I'll have to go, But know my heart with love you filled, But soon its beating will be stilled, The angels just came sooner then planned, So try...
Soon, it will be as it started, I was left and discarded for fear, That's been keeping me here, Since we parted. This piano, doesn't play any new notes.
I lie here in the dark, Our bed is vast & still such a comfort to Me, Though not to not have You in it feels like such a cruel taunt, I fancy You there, in the dark always just out of reach.
He paused briefly Then sprinted with full gust Against the unforgiving odds. Valor, Honor, and Trust The night was clear, A noiseless escape, A silver glimmer of hope, A journey to make.
"What are you doing here dad?", the soldier said in shock, then he went and took a seat next to his father on a rock. "I've come to bring you home son, I've come to hold your hand.
The glimt in your eyes is nowhere to be found, As I notice my own eyes flicker to the ground. To say the least it is hard to see, How you'r now nothing of what you used to be.
Tears down my cheeks, Running hot and cold, I knew you'd never last, Everyone gets old. It's still a nice illusion, To have you always there, No matter what I do or did, You would never care.
It went quiet. The house settled edgily On council concrete. Embarrassed plumbing Gurgled once, then stopped. I sniffed, The sound not cushioned By flesh or conversation, Burst on barbed seconds.
We sailed across in our little boats Each with a doorframe to keep us afloat And our jackets were lashed To our bodies for masts Play on, we go on White horses leapt and grabbed at our feet Dragging...
I had you once, I had you twice, Remember when we camped out at the show. Kate scared you to death and you stung your butt when you had to "go".