April 2012
14 posts
Trampled garden
Forget not the love you let go
I watered and planted the seeds that I sow
Bitter and indifferent to my heart
You turned and walked out
Stepping on the little buds that grew
Tiny emotions I once knew
Delicate forgiveness, pure trust
Enduring honesty, unquenchable lust
Crushed under your feet, unable to breathe
The sun could no longer touch them
The water could not hold them
I knelt down...
Insomnia
Sometimes it feels like I’m going backwards. I lie awake at night staring at the wall. Trying to focus on my breathing. I feel like I am suffocated by my own life. The brilliance, the beauty, the forgiveness of the day disapears at night. It’s lonely in the dark. I wish I could be better company for myself. Entertaining and charmingly full of witty banter. I prop myself up during the...
Pavlov's dog
Recently had an experience that caused some introspection about my ability to be trained. Music is something I could not live without. I have ADHD when it comes to song choice however,I’m the person in the car skipping tracks halfway through and constantly seeking an alternate radio station. When music is paired with emotions however I begin to I fixate upon a song or songs in this. But I...
I will not surrender
I will not surrender
To be in love is not a crime
Unless you speak it, feel it, and say it in a rhyme
Pure madness and unadulterated herein lies my state
My eyes hold not, but seek to wander
Caught for a moment in your gaze
As if you might seek me too
I will not surrender to what your eyes say however
I’ve heard it before, pleading eyes that only lie
In your hands and strong yet softly...
Words and slush
Went to fort Langley with Alyse the other night to pick up a journal. I’m writing in books, I’m writing online, I’ve started writing on my bedroom walls. I can’t stop the outpouring of myself in words. I feel so free for the first time since I was 15. Letting go of the bondage that was wrapped up in a man, an image, an ideal life. Everything that I wanted was broken down...
Joyful beginnings never see the brutal end
Three drinks in and I’m starting to feel the warm soft buzz of the poison.
Your fingers protected with rings of silver, intertwined within my own.
A brief connection between early lovers, between early friends.
The sounds, words, music swirl between us and expose too much.
“from yesterday” the words over and over again in our minds.
Words opening up the scars we both hide....
The guitar player
Sing about love and sing about death
Sing till there are no words left in your breath
Let the words surround you and take you away
Far from the reality of each day
Let them engulf you like a fire
And twist and turn inside with desire
Play till your fingers are spent and withered like branches tossed to the wind
Be honest, be true, be strong and alive
Remember all that you wanted when you...
Heat
In the midst of summer when the heat was high I felt myself reborn
Days passed filled with pain, emerging from the darkness to another plain
The unknown filled my heart with fear and those I loved were no longer near.
Tangled up inside myself fighting and kicking to be let out.
Fighting with yourself you always win, but you also leave battle scars
