the end

You come late You leave early It's almost like you don't even want to see me It's as if  you're actually happy, without me But if you were so happy why would you avoid me Why would my presence matter Why would it affect you so much Why would it cause you to come late …

43.6°, 7.2°

Tucked away in the mountains Distant noises from the city I hear An unusual friendship rekindles My thoughts are paused in the midst of the casual kisses and joyous hugs I bare It's a new year I listen in on conversations around me I read their body language-all those words between the lines Small talks …

memories ~

Memories from a tired mind A tired mind from a tiring life A self destructive soul, I know You wreak havoc everywhere you go Conscious stream of thoughts we know, too well Familiar with this kind of Hell Been there before And he'll go back With or without you I love you but, do I …

sunday afternoon

Crashing waves I'm your soul if you set sail Summer rain Shy sunlight streaming through my windowpane You are my sky Layin' by myself with a heartbeat, beating Dressed in blue Blue jeans to match my blue mood I'm by myself remembering you

paradox

Isolated Free from noise But only for a minute, For the sounds seep in through open doors and cracked windows Alone But just for the moment, For you like to keep me company with your watchful eyes Pleading redemption, As I attempt to embody this new oblivion Something I am not yet ready for Shut eyes Voluntarily blinded I still …

mystery vs reality

Missed connections Equated encounters An abyss of endlessness A darkness that penetrates even the purest Timeless feelings that change too quick for my desperate grasp The lesser of two evils I'm fixed upon you Until my new craving kicks in; Because the mystery of you eludes the reality

never before seen by awakened eyes

I'm powerless by your touch Sensitive Senseless Losing I've lost it You exposed me You destroyed me You took until there was nothing left to give You left a part of your darkness inside me I'm crushed I'm broken But I pick up my pieces and keep movin'

VI.I.IVI

Quiet of the night. Silence is treasured. Yet I'm frightened, From both my mind and what's around me. I can feel your soul. I can understand your deepest fear. I can cope with your desires. But is it all too much for me? What's the price for this fiery passion; For this longing of progression …