“Don’t die growing up,” a dull moan groans,
in a voice lost long ago.
Life is the moment, not likes on a page;
Not social mind games, labels or names;
Not hypnotised by snake eyes,
in disguise.
“Don’t die growing up,” a dull moan groans,
in a voice lost long ago.
Life is the moment, not likes on a page;
Not social mind games, labels or names;
Not hypnotised by snake eyes,
in disguise.
A flame burns its might in a crystal ball –
In your warm gaze;
In your gentle glow;
Simmering over now, above
and below.
We can heal our wounds:
With every caress,
You lay on fire,
Your heart to undress;
In our arms
We find our peace –
A place where we
find our final release.
A spark ignites the night;
It’s in your tender touch
that I find my love,
your comfort and trust;
It’s in this moment’s flame
that we can heal again:
The scar that burns.
I was lost alone in the night
wondering where to hide –
There’s no method to my madness,
I was struggling in my sadness;
But then I heard a voice saying
“love is here for you”,
There’s someone who cares for you;
You were born not waiting to die –
Give in to the love for you.
In the deep hazy mists I could see her:
I melted away in one breath
As our eyes met, within death.
Born in chains, fed to the grave:
A one-way trip that leads to nowhere;
The sound of silence that never rests;
A chest that aches,
An endless quest.
You said you loved me –
A hundred times you lied;
Your words were lies:
I gave you my love for a hundred lies;
Your lips move, the truth has died.
Night calls and my mind races through
A queue of faces, all thoughts of you –
They fill my head, breaking the fake heart ache
I used to have;
And now I cannot escape from you:
From your embrace there is nowhere to hide;
Your face lives deep inside.
I race from my mistake,
But every disgrace
I cannot shake away…
I wonder, why?
Every moment I am with you,
I have found some truth;
But are you real or are you me?
I only see the reflection of a changing dream:
A hiding place faraway
that shines in sunlight on a summer hill,
Floating up high as I’m washed away –
Survival’s something I will lose anyway.
I thought you were dead,
But then I saw you were still so small
and I began to slip and fall –
Because I wasn’t over you,
You didn’t leave,
You grew and grew,
Until you pulled me down
and down and down,
I’m still falling down;
You give your smile so heavily,
Tender, deadly, dragging me
Right down, down, down and down,
I am falling down;
I found you there from despair,
Hour after hour in the abyss
For a few more years,
For a few more tears,
As cold as stone,
Sitting in the dark all alone.
If you loved, you wouldn’t cause my pain;
But now I see it was all just a game to you:
You wanted me to suffer for you.
And now I see, the truth is in your lies:
You let me in while covering my eyes;
You were just another disguise.
It was always about you;
But that was then and now is now.
I won’t let you bring me down to my knees;
Now I’ll wear the crown –
So hold me as I let you go,
I’m breaking free, taking back control.
With open eyes we’ll find our way,
We’ll leave the past and start some day:
With true love,
I’ll guide us through;
We’ll leave the past and find a new you.
You think you know what’s hidden in my heart?
You think you know what’s tearing me apart?
No, you don’t have clue,
I’ll always be a mystery to you:
I’m the desire burning through,
keeping you up, and down, all night.
You think you know what’s on my mind,
But the thoughts I keep are of a different kind:
I’m the longing that you can’t ignore;
I’m the feeling that you can’t deny;
I’m the rhythm that makes you come alive;
I’m the spark that ignites the flame;
I’m the desire that drives you insane.
You think you know what’s floating through my mind?
You think you know what’s rotting deep inside?
You think you know me, but you don’t know a thing:
I’m a mystery, a puzzle, a song without a ring.
You think you own me, but I’m not your possession –
I’m my own, my one and only obsession.
The truth is you’ll never know, and that’s just fine:
It’s my life, my story and I’ll keep it mine;
It’s mine to keep, mine to reveal,
My mystery, my puzzle, my tale to tell.
I spy with my little eye
Something beginning with a lie:
Thick bliss with a twist,
Jealously deceiving,
Judging and sneering;
Another sadistic statistic
bleeding fear on the journey
from womb to tomb,
dreaming of decay.
Darkly you draw me,
The skulls smile and welcome me,
leaving marks in the light
hiding under the door.
Found by a gentle breeze,
deep smiles of shining beauty
bathed in slowly swirling
Shimmering infinity –
The tender beauty in your eyes,
The warm gaze of a gentle glow,
while face down in questions
talking to the wall;
chemicals fuming tentacles
across an empty sky.
Words can trick and tease,
tantalise and please…
The meaning of life is:
to live
words silenced
with a kiss
Faces, faces everywhere
But not you
Not you, anywhere.
No touch of you
No beautiful you;
Only me and the dark,
Haunted by echoes
Of a once beating heart;
Condemned to yearn
But dead to you –
A figure in the corners,
Behind shadows,
Floating out of reach.
Silence calls
the sound of nothing.
No any
No thing
No deathly
hum.
No ifs
But thank you.
You’re listening.
Wounds of the mind
cling to the familiarity of sadness.
Drip-fed addictions
waste my skin away.
My words are dead.
Life is staring at a broken screen.
The cold face of time
stalks the spinning room:
Clicks staring at the numbness,
Until they stop too.
A once delicate acorn
now shades me;
the leaves breathing
and quivering
with the sun.
Greens and browns heave
the chilled tangles of roots and limbs
and spaces hidden in between.
A warm pulse thaws
the skeletal yearning,
until frozen sighs
return, again.
Unseen,
Fear appears on the pillow
and shakes the shadows;
Casting dreams
with desperate whispers
of days that cannot be.
I am:
I feel;
I touch;
I hear;
I see.
I say
I want.
I try;
I hurt;
I fear.
I hope.
I dream.
I love.
I wonder.
I am
Love desecrates the strangeness.
We pray under crosses, owned by Man
and grovel to bosses, slaves to a plan:
Trapped in the web, of their endless lies,
to be spun from a thread
and eaten like flies.
Beneath a mountain of tedium,
In a dull ugly system,
In an empty ocean of shadows,
Is a silhouette of pure fire heat
Drifting in the dark.
All I wanted was the wind;
The wind murmured with anticipation,
The grass turned to icy grey,
A fine mist fell,
And with the mist came my sorrow
Cooling my body
With her thousand kisses,
Leaving me there.
I am surrounded by ice crystals
floating down through silence
into soft glowing snow.
The only sound is the pulse of my breathing.
As the sun sleeps,
how many hearts are dreaming,
when the world stands still.
Dead shadows dance in the night
yearning for the dawn.
Cold and forgotten walking scars,
drained by decay,
wasted by time,
stretch out,
hungered and blurred,
to a spark ignited,
climbing,
rising from the ground.
From the last depths,
rays of hope entwine in the sky,
kissing the hills;
breathing new life
and wonders layered in light.
Naked with joy, a new day, a new world is born.
My phone pleads:
“Look at me,
I can show you anything,
JUST LOOK AT ME!”
Summon with caution, a mischievous little genie
wants feeding by my stare;
To bestow wonders or destroy the world,
it doesn’t care.