“She’ll come slowly rising, on the air”…

fr

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She found the letter…
And read the words…

She fell to the ground…
Her cry scattered the birds…

She laid there in shock…
Just couldn’t take it all in…

She didn’t know what to do…
Didn’t know where to begin…

She was enveloped in sadness…
Became shrouded in black…

She couldn’t ever accept…
He was never coming back…

She became so isolated…
Felt so goddamned trapped…

She was blinded by the pain…
Knew she would never adapt…

She loved him so much…
But felt so empty inside…

She craved his smell…
Needed his hand to guide…

She felt so alone…
Like life had no meaning…

She became a shadow…
Only seen in the evening…

She could not see…
Knew the silence would last…

She couldn’t move on…
Was entombed in the past…

She had believed in forever…
And dreamt of growing old…

She could not cope…
As depression took hold…

She lost the will to live…
And decided to get out…

She swallowed the pills…
Without hesitation or doubt…

Then she found him again…
As he sat waiting for her…

The couple finally reunited…
In Death’s cold, hazy blur…

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“All you touch and all you see, is all your life will ever be”…

hyy

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Are you reading him…

Loud, true and clear…

Can you feel him…

All of his fears…

All of his thoughts…

Once hidden away…

Can you hear them…

Now clear as day…

Through holes in time…

Between stars in space…

Projecting it out…

His total disgrace…

He’s opening up…

And letting you in…

It’s what you wanted…

Take it, you win…

Just have it all…

All of his thoughts…

His deep dark secrets…

The battles he’s fought…

And the scars he carries…

Feel them with your fingers…

In between the cracks…

Where his pain still lingers…

And now you have it…

What the fuck can you do…

You still can’t help him…

That much is true…

You’ve cracked the nut…

Gained your satisfaction…

But his life won’t change…

There’s no chain reaction…

He carries on as normal…

You never really could help…

The mental wounds are his…

The memories are Hell…

But you got what you wanted…

Now please, just leave…

It’s time for you to go…

He needs space to breathe…

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“Can you feel my heartbeat”…

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Bruises that exist everywhere…
Take time to ever recover…
Mental scars…
They appear like stars…
Within our head…
Like a poison we dread…
Open wounds that never heal…
Our life force “THEY” steal…
Was this part of the deal…
“THEY” never said…
Deceived us instead…
Smoke and fucking mirrors…
Never seeing past…
Those clever conceptual life traps…
And the bird that flaps…
Its wings…
The simple joy it brings…
When we hear it sing…
Yet the tears, they sting…
As they drip…
As reality takes a strong grip…
And holds on so very tight…
Like fucking thieves in the night…
“THEY” remove your soul…
The essence that makes you whole…
And steal your heart…
Taking it bit by bit…
Ever so slowly, ripping it apart…
It’s what “THEY” have done…
Since we were young…
It’s what “THEY” stole…
From you…

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“Please help me mend, my broken heart”…

ijdjf

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My lips are moving
But the words aren’t mine…
Never speaking the truth
Telling them I’m FINE
And making them believe…
All is well in my world
That the sun is shining
And the flags are unfurled…
With wind gently blowing
The birds and the bees…
And branches are swaying
On the blossoming trees
But if they scratched the surface…
They may actually find…
This mask that I’m wearing…
Has the real me behind
Desperately hiding
Trying not to show
The outside world
What’s going on below
The painful existence
Of this damned cruel life
Where nothing is simple…
And everything has a price…
Because when she left
She just took it all
Left me broken hearted…
Made me fucking crawl…
And everything I lived for
Just simply faded away
Leaving my mind numb…
Day after day after day
But I learnt to exist
From behind a smile
So nobody can see
My life isn’t worthwhile…
As my lips keep moving
But I’m not who they see…
They can’t see the truth
Or see the real me…

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“And I’m counting the steps to the door of your heart”…

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Stood amongst the wreckage,
of a broken and shattered dream…

Placing fingers in her ears,
blocking out her heart’s screams…

Ignoring its mournful beats and
hating its melancholy sound…

Whilst all her secret fantasies,
lie in tatters upon the ground…

Because the feelings she avoided,
for oh so very long…

Have circled her like vultures,
to prove that she was wrong…

As she spent so long denying,
that this was ever real…

That he was just a fantasy,
when he was perhaps the real deal…

And he had found a place,
deep inside her heart…

Forcing her to love him and
she knew it from the start…

She never could admit it,
but tried to detach and keep it fun…

Yet it was much too late to stop,
as the infusion had already begun…

Every time she looked at him and
each time they shared a bed…

He drilled a little further,
deep inside her fucked up head…

But did ever really love her,
or simply need her in his life…

Aware of the added complications,
as they walked along the razor edged knife…

That made this dream impossible,
proving it could never be real…

Yet it fooled her heart into thinking,
that this was how she should act and feel…

Now stood amongst the wreckage and
as her broken heart silently screams…

She knows that this dreams all over,
but can’t halt her tearful streams…

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