Funny how things change.
seriously, we say this
not realising that we are deranged
Of course things change
the beauty of life
to remain the same
would
in fact
be very strange…
Last year
these sounds I detest
this moment
right now
they sound simply
the
best…..
How strange
we continually change
never to remain the same….
I love change……….
Eyes heavy
like velvet curtains draped across french windows
blackout
block the bright sunlight
for dark eyes
too bright..
bedding ruffled
sheets lay crumpled
feathers from the pillows
float on the morning breeze
an arm raised
moving with such ease
eyes heavy
too early to awake
back into slumber
lights out
half baked
Lights seeps into the room
curtains billow softly in the evening breeze
dance onto the veranda
moving like a panther
slick and with such ease
in stillness watching
as the sunsets
sinking deep into the horizon
sinking deep into the darkest depths
eyes heavy
the souls windows remain closed
twilight
nightlight
breath steady and slow
back into a deep slumber
away i go….
Plain to see
or more complex, maybe
the sun and the moon
side by side
midway from the horizon
in the deep blue sky…
i cry
silent tears
mark my cheeks
into the ocean
I hear not
voices distant
don’t speak…
incomprehensive
me no understand
what you show me
in this foreign land…
Donde esta el cielo,
porque esto es el infierno
the flames hot
burning my skin
who’s left
for I am in company of no kin
dare not look at the reflection
from the broken glass
this was
but yet
not crossing paths….
Allow me to breathe
grant me this, I pray.
If I choose
allow me to leave
do not trap me within four walls
obliged to answer all of your calls
Everything changes
allow the time to grieve.
Once yours
now gone from life
no amount of wishing
sheer hope will not bring it back.
my pateince with this I now lack.
For my approach
a polar opposite from yours
look to the horizon
from different shores.
I’m faded
jaded
a friendship
tainted
by preconditioned perceptions
which at present I struggle to shake
I can not be friends
this is the decision I now make.
Unheard
no one is listening
ignored
restless and bored
overcast sky
mood feeling so similar
try to deny
resist
persist
resist
persist…..
limbs leaden
heavy and weighed down
lay on the floor
in a kimono dressing gown
So close
yet never so far
reach up to the sky
hands open
touch the stars
arms wide
wrapped right around the moon
I caught the cresent
and brought it just for you
you shrugged
my back turned you gave it away to Sue
I cried
tears so salty
bitter
threw my heart away
litter…
time lapse
lay spread eagle
marble floors
cool and smooth
I know how to move
you create the groove
Maybe i just don’t care anymore,
maybe you’ve rambled on for too long,
same old same old
my heart turned cold
maybe i grew apart
maybe its me
its not you.
maybe I really mean what I say
maybe this time i’m honouring myself
maybe this time i have nothing to say
maybe the one who is clinging on
has done so for too long
the one whom you cling to has long gone
Maybe you ought to drop it now
maybe you ought to find something new
because I no longer even like you…..
“You can’t prevent the birds of sorrow from flying over your head but you can stop them from making a nest in your hair”
Shivers up the spine
wait
stand in line
dare to splash in puddles
and dance in the rain
you feel the fury of the dictator
the consequence
immense pain
dressed in grey
emotionless
you are imprisoned
what more is there to say?
Oh no
here we go
yet again
my wrist hurts from repetitive strain
injury
and holding pens at awkward angles
I’d prefer to stop
and sink into a deep triangle
pose
the books lay closed
what to do now
what do you propose
Scared of failure
me
maybe
so I refuse to try
afraid I may actually take off
and fly
but that wouldn’t do
not for me
not for you
because I’ll change my mind
contrary yes
not unkind
truth is I simply do not know
what i want to be
once up i have grown
and I don’t think I ever will
who said we had to have shit figured out
i guess it was some aristocrat suffering from gout
penning down the ‘rules of life’
causing folk like me
unnecessary strife!
You’re stressing
this is life
its ok, it gets messy
Too hard on yourself as always
take a step back
put a pause on
today was never gonna be like yesterday
tomorrow may be better
it may be worse
keep it light
embrace in laughter
this is life
none of us will survive
in the end we all leave the stage…
Beautifully broken bookworm 