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you see me a confused, jumbled mess I've tied myself up in knots chased my tail until it was caught and you look at me with incredulity why do I let life get to me? but all I want is for you to untangle me; put me right again. I run myself into the ground and fall to pieces at a word I drag you down into my darkness but all I want is for you to see the light I'm giving you. |
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all these weeks asleep beneath a metre of the darkness I wrap myself in. I don't want to dream through this, and I won't look away anymore. all those days convincing myself that this is just how I am - it's not. and I'm awake to choose my own way I won't let life happen to me. awake and alive; with your voice in my heart, and sunlight everywhere that used to be dark. |
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I woke up to the screaming of families; I woke up feeling my skin dissolve - and I don't know where my dreams run to; in the light, where all is revealed. but it's real: I looked on as worlds were torn down beneath fiery skies. and all that I struggle for can be lost in a moment and all of my passion could not save me. there is no reasoning with fate or with a bullet, or a blade. any minute I could wake up with life collapsing upon me - or nothing left at all. so hold on to me. hold me here; now - one life or one love; don't let it go. I don't want to be alone. |
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Mood: struggling. inspiration: my difficulty coming to terms with my own mortality; with the impermanence of love and of life. |
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lay down here, don't argue so. all defenses down soft and slow. through skylights we forgot about, the grey light shows. and the sound of the rain and the sound of the rain goes on. sweet distractions; forget your plans. lose yourself in holding nothing back. through skylights we forgot about, the grey light shows. and the sound of the rain and the sound of the rain goes on. fully captivated; no desire to leave. remain at my side and forget all your dreams. a shadow at home awaits you; you won't come - tears will fall like rain. through skylights we forgot about, the grey light shows. and the sound of the rain and the sound of the rain goes on. through windows you left behind, a cold wind shudders. and the rain in my heart the rain in my heart goes on. |
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Mood: lonely and bitter. inspiration: Penelope was the wife of Odysseus. He left home for seven years and had all sorts of fun while she waited for him. |