Post by Zarni on Jul 24, 2004 19:12:19 GMT -5
it is after much soul searching that i decide to post this here.
be nice.
Hollow.
I fight for her,
I fight with her,
By her side,
At her feet,
I keep her company,
I become her.
I gaze upon her
Fragile face,
I look into her,
Soul, a maze,
Of colours, of light,
Of images, of shapes,
I see myself,
I see tonight,
See how she feels,
And what we might.
We intertwine,
Our eyes are locked,
Unblinking,
Unwavering,
The movement mutual,
So natural,
I am she,
She is I…
As I wake in torment from
Another vivid dream,
My thoughts of her now swept away,
As flotsam on a stream.
She haunts me now, the memory,
And I know she’s not with me.
Now the skies are overcast,
And my heart overshadowed,
The thought of things,
That could have come to pass,
Now creeps, and crawls, devours.
Because you’re not here,
My soul pines for your comfort,
Because you’re not here,
I long so for your touch.
Because you’re not here,
My heart no longer reciprocates,
Or beats in time with yours.
Without you,
My feelings are as a doormat,
For others to dirty,
For me to keep clean.
To do my best with what is left,
When others enter, steal and leave.
I try to proceed,
Living my life as half a man,
But always you’re there,
Waiting, whispering, in the corner of my mind,
At the back of my thoughts,
Places where now all is dark to me,
Were illuminated by your presence.
In my dreams I dance with you,
The miles between us come as nil,
The happiness comes, then dissolves into a cruel, cruel dawn,
And daily routine drags on again.
In wakefulness we are apart,
Only the subconscious has its joys,
I endure with emptiness filling my heart,
And long for the kiss of sleep.
In my dreams I dance with you,
The time between us becomes as nil,
But now I stand, alone and sombre, solemn, silent, still,
I lay down my flowers,
And remember…
( p.s new story coming soon!
)
be nice.
Hollow.
I fight for her,
I fight with her,
By her side,
At her feet,
I keep her company,
I become her.
I gaze upon her
Fragile face,
I look into her,
Soul, a maze,
Of colours, of light,
Of images, of shapes,
I see myself,
I see tonight,
See how she feels,
And what we might.
We intertwine,
Our eyes are locked,
Unblinking,
Unwavering,
The movement mutual,
So natural,
I am she,
She is I…
As I wake in torment from
Another vivid dream,
My thoughts of her now swept away,
As flotsam on a stream.
She haunts me now, the memory,
And I know she’s not with me.
Now the skies are overcast,
And my heart overshadowed,
The thought of things,
That could have come to pass,
Now creeps, and crawls, devours.
Because you’re not here,
My soul pines for your comfort,
Because you’re not here,
I long so for your touch.
Because you’re not here,
My heart no longer reciprocates,
Or beats in time with yours.
Without you,
My feelings are as a doormat,
For others to dirty,
For me to keep clean.
To do my best with what is left,
When others enter, steal and leave.
I try to proceed,
Living my life as half a man,
But always you’re there,
Waiting, whispering, in the corner of my mind,
At the back of my thoughts,
Places where now all is dark to me,
Were illuminated by your presence.
In my dreams I dance with you,
The miles between us come as nil,
The happiness comes, then dissolves into a cruel, cruel dawn,
And daily routine drags on again.
In wakefulness we are apart,
Only the subconscious has its joys,
I endure with emptiness filling my heart,
And long for the kiss of sleep.
In my dreams I dance with you,
The time between us becomes as nil,
But now I stand, alone and sombre, solemn, silent, still,
I lay down my flowers,
And remember…
( p.s new story coming soon!
)