Without a purpose, without a plan, swept away in whichever direction the wind blows...no footprints in the sand, no memorable actions, just a simple, faceless man.
Tuesday, November 28, 2017
In The Moonlight...
Friday, August 26, 2016
The flower and the weed
Monday, August 1, 2016
For The Princess Surreal
I lay prostrate in the darkness mimicking the night
My mind is tormented because you are not here
Friday, July 22, 2016
The Princess Surreal
The one in my dreams when realities alternate
An angelic face with a captivating mind
A treasure crafted by the Divine
Eventually you crossed a forbidden line
And reconfigured the thought processes in my mind
Now I think about you all the time
And I think I'm losing my mind
So here's to you girl of my dreams
I found myself in places I've never been
Visited enchanted kingdoms that were never real
To catch a glimpse of the Princess Surreal
Tuesday, June 28, 2016
The little things
Or perhaps the little things you do
The slight change in your demeanor
The faint smile across your lips
Hmmm it could be the way you move your hips...
The flickering of a broken bulb
The awkward silence when we're alone
The broken heart that has gone numb
The shattered trust of the kindest soul
The epitaph of a love grown cold...
Things are not what they used to be
What we had are now faded memories
These little changes have opened my eyes to see
This is the end of my reality
A monument of a tragedy....
Wednesday, April 6, 2016
Edge Of Insanity
Was it the wrong choices made and the consequences to pay
Was it fate and a destiny so designed
Or was it a chance to test my ability to fly
There's no way to turn back
All my bridges have been burnt
But the lessons remained unlearnt.
Conversation so strained that it takes much effort to last
I wish I could caress you and say it's alright
It cuts like a knife to know I'm the reason for your plight
My sanity is questioned about every wrong choice made in my life
Maybe letting go will bring freedom to my mind
It takes so damn much effort to cling to this life
Tuesday, April 5, 2016
Phoenix - 2 am rant
Will you remember me when I'm gone
Will you you remember the morning kisses and the awkward goodbyes
Will you remember the way I brush the hair from your face
And the often forced embrace...
Of course you won't because you despised those things
Not really those things but the person it seems
My touch is revolting it makes you nauseated
You said it made you feel violated
But what can I do and where could I go
When I touch you I feel safe and secure
When I touch you I get the strength to go on
When I touch you all my problems are gone
So I have to die to move on
An undeserving soul with no way to carry on
Baptized by fire a cleansing of the soul
Perhaps one day a Phoenix will rise and accomplish the unfinished goals