Note to a Broken Heart
Thank him for giving us something to use.
We have all we need to resurrect our muse.
This torment may deprive us from rest,
But ironically makes our poetry best.
He finally gave us something worthwhile.
Let’s thank him for going the extra mile.
25 December 2009
Slipping
Slipping
The wind cries its immortal sighs.
It taunts my aching soul.
The wind cries its immortal sighs.
Your screaming takes its toll.
A restful sleep beckons me.
Your image haunts my dreams.
A restful sleep beckons me.
Nothing is as it seems.
This terrible lie is discovered.
I don’t know how to move.
This terrible lie is discovered.
I’ve nothing left to prove.
I cannot let you in again.
You tell me that you’re dying.
I’ve just begun to live, and then
You tell me that you’re dying.
I’m begging you to let me go.
I've begun to waste away.
You’re not here to help me, so
I've begun to waste away.
Now the dream is over.
I’ve lost my dearest friend.
Now the dream is over.
It all comes to an end.
The wind cries its immortal sighs.
It taunts my aching soul.
The wind cries its immortal sighs.
Your screaming takes its toll.
A restful sleep beckons me.
Your image haunts my dreams.
A restful sleep beckons me.
Nothing is as it seems.
This terrible lie is discovered.
I don’t know how to move.
This terrible lie is discovered.
I’ve nothing left to prove.
I cannot let you in again.
You tell me that you’re dying.
I’ve just begun to live, and then
You tell me that you’re dying.
I’m begging you to let me go.
I've begun to waste away.
You’re not here to help me, so
I've begun to waste away.
Now the dream is over.
I’ve lost my dearest friend.
Now the dream is over.
It all comes to an end.
24 December 2009
Logic
Logic
If I had it within my possession to give,
I might consider letting this hope live.
But it seems you have already taken away
Everything that’s worth giving if I were to stay.
So don’t curse my name if you’re empty handed,
For I am the one that is broken and stranded.
If I had it within my possession to give,
I might consider letting this hope live.
But it seems you have already taken away
Everything that’s worth giving if I were to stay.
So don’t curse my name if you’re empty handed,
For I am the one that is broken and stranded.
Broken
Broken
I am empty.
I am cold.
I am wounded.
I’m alone.
I have feared.
I have trusted.
I have loved.
I have lost.
What is left from love’s last run,
But a broken heart and a loss of hope?
My mind can see the purpose
Of loving and losing you.
If my heart could embrace it,
I might make it through.
While I gather up the pieces
To mend my injured spirit,
At least give me the peace of sanity
To do it alone.
I am empty.
I am cold.
I am wounded.
I’m alone.
I have feared.
I have trusted.
I have loved.
I have lost.
What is left from love’s last run,
But a broken heart and a loss of hope?
My mind can see the purpose
Of loving and losing you.
If my heart could embrace it,
I might make it through.
While I gather up the pieces
To mend my injured spirit,
At least give me the peace of sanity
To do it alone.
Reason For Being
Reason For Being
There is only one voice that soothes my aching heart.
There is only one laugh that brings me pure joy.
There are only those tear filled eyes to bring me to my knees.
There is only one heart that sustains life in me.
All these things encompassed in the essence of one spirit,
Inspires the true love that feeds my soul.
This eternal bond is made possible by only one miracle.
That miracle is you.
There is only one voice that soothes my aching heart.
There is only one laugh that brings me pure joy.
There are only those tear filled eyes to bring me to my knees.
There is only one heart that sustains life in me.
All these things encompassed in the essence of one spirit,
Inspires the true love that feeds my soul.
This eternal bond is made possible by only one miracle.
That miracle is you.
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