Sunday, May 20, 2012

The Weepies.

"World Spins Madly On"

Woke up and wished that I was dead
With an aching in my head
I lay motionless in bed
I thought of you and where you'd gone
and let the world spin madly on

Everything that I said I'd do
Like make the world brand new
And take the time for you
I just got lost and slept right through the dawn
And the world spins madly on

I let the day go by
I always say goodbye
I watch the stars from my window sill
The whole world is moving and I'm standing still

Woke up and wished that I was dead
With an aching in my head
I lay motionless in bed
The night is here and the day is gone
And the world spins madly on

I thought of you and where you'd gone
And the world spins madly on.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

It comes without warning.
A sharp inhalation that cuts,
jagged edges scraping by.
You never wanted this.
Never knew that it was an option.
"But what about the past? Our past?"
That's just it.

It's past.

It's all gone. Sand sifted.
Every once in awhile you can pick out a memory.
One grain of sand.
While the rest fall through silently,
weighed down with regret.

It's past.

I know. I know how she feels.
I will know more
than how she feels.
More than she will
ever feel.
I've been there.
I was just there.
It doesn't matter.

It's past.

Burnt and ashen,
my heartstrings float
on the pages of a
lovestory
that burn brightly
until that
final flame,

is past.

Friday, May 4, 2012

Be Brave.

To be brave is to love someone unconditionally,
without expecting anything in return.

To just give.

That takes courage; because we don't want to fall
on our faces or leave ourselves open to hurt.

-Madonna


And the thing is, I figured that when you love someone, at the end of the day, all you want is their happiness. Even if it's not with you. As long as they're happy, you're happy.

So let me tell you now,

I'm happy.


Are you?

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Silence.

hello?

hello?




my mind
and my heart
are trying so hard not
to think and beat
and trying not to be
anything

and all I hear is the emptiness
that screams louder than
anything
I've
ever
heard

nothing is loud
anymore
nothing is loud
enough
to drown
my heart
and all I can
hear
is

this sharp
numbing
absence
overflowing
with
unspoken
words that
one day
will
burst

hello?

hello?

help?





hello?