"...The easiest thing is to die and give in to sadness. stop taking the easy road. you deserve a good cry, I know, but you gotta dust off and keep it moving. once you're done, whatever you feel you did or didn't do forgive yourself and whatever we've done to you (the people in your life and out ) forgive us, but release that negative energy. I love you. Good night"
I read this, a collection of messages a close friend sent when I communicated that I was in the slump and stupor of another failing. I hope I can do that, I shall try...but..am I able? seems only yesterday the year brimmed with opportunity happiness and promise...
Wednesday 16 April 2014
Friday 4 April 2014
I Saw Her Break...
I saw her break...
In the light of dying day
from desperate hope
dashed to a slow burn of despair
how will she cope?
In the light of dying day
from desperate hope
dashed to a slow burn of despair
how will she cope?
I saw her break...
as the lights dimmed
her eyes red rimmed
from her compulsive rubbing
dry rivulets she forced not to swell
as the lights dimmed
her eyes red rimmed
from her compulsive rubbing
dry rivulets she forced not to swell
I saw her break...
as I itemised, stacked
made real her isolation
as I swallowed the bile
salting my own March to damnation
as I itemised, stacked
made real her isolation
as I swallowed the bile
salting my own March to damnation
I saw her break...
as the room became the cell
cold and austere, her haven a hell
and for a moment I felt it
I acknowledged my fractures...
as the room became the cell
cold and austere, her haven a hell
and for a moment I felt it
I acknowledged my fractures...
I saw her break...
and I lost my indignation
lost all reason for upset
I...lost, and yet never knew
that there was reason for "winning"
and I lost my indignation
lost all reason for upset
I...lost, and yet never knew
that there was reason for "winning"
I saw break...
as the minutes ticked by
a lonely little girl who never dreamed
she could feel so alone...
and I broke with her
...as did the seemingly shatterproof universe that ensconced us...
as the minutes ticked by
a lonely little girl who never dreamed
she could feel so alone...
and I broke with her
...as did the seemingly shatterproof universe that ensconced us...
Untitled
I see you across from me
and I wish that distance would span
to the furthest reaches of time
because then,
and only then
could I run far enough to keep sane
There's a disservice of self
that takes place
when I stand in your presence
willing myself
and killing myself
with the idea that hell is nigh
Undo me, undermine me, time me
and cut me up sublimely
because then I could turn
and possibly run
I really should run
why do I feel tethered to this spot?
Slow burn of an age
this I hope, the turning of the page
would dissolve the endless night
and yet we are unwise
again, the refrain "unwise"
as we play in this brimstone's rain
and I wish that distance would span
to the furthest reaches of time
because then,
and only then
could I run far enough to keep sane
There's a disservice of self
that takes place
when I stand in your presence
willing myself
and killing myself
with the idea that hell is nigh
Undo me, undermine me, time me
and cut me up sublimely
because then I could turn
and possibly run
I really should run
why do I feel tethered to this spot?
Slow burn of an age
this I hope, the turning of the page
would dissolve the endless night
and yet we are unwise
again, the refrain "unwise"
as we play in this brimstone's rain
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