Slip away, So easilyy.

I’m breaking inside…
I feel myself falling apart, slowly.
Waiting for tears,
That never come…
I shove away the pain,
That pokes and prods at my mind.
I close my eyes,
And begin the count to ten…
Soon this pain,
Will come to an end…
And I’ll never feel,
It’s cold touch again…
The icy touch of steel,
Against my skin…
1…2…3…4…
Feel the blade slide down your arm,
5…6…7…8…
Watch the red rain fall silently to the floor…
9…10…
Now,
It’s over my friend…
Your pains no more,
Your life slips away…
So much for trying,
You just gave up…
And with one cold touch,
You slip away…

My Light

As I stare at the sun,
I pause to remember…
The light in your eyes,
The smile on your face,
As I took your hand, and led you away…
Your beauty put the sun to shame!
And your smile, made me feel warmth when nothing else could.
When you smile at me that way,
Nothing feels out of place…
As long as you’re here, my world is complete.
You’re my light,
My love...
My only warmth in this world…

Partners and balance

I’m a broken person, that can’t be fixed.
Oh how I wish, there was a way,
To undo all that’s been done…
And to start anew!
But alas,
Such a path does not exist.
So we must live with any, and all regrets…
But do not feel ashamed,
For no one is perfect.
Everyone has felt, the stinging bite of pain.
But,
Joy and pain, go together.
Just as the sun and rain work together.
The sun equals life, as does the rain.
One cannot work, without the other.
A perfect balance it seems, each making the other sweeter.
So we too,
Must make the most of our joys and pains…
A balance is always there, no matter how hidden.
Joy cannot exist without its partner,
Pain…

Haunting...

A Kiss, a Touch,
A Hope, a Dream.
A Beginning, an End…
A promise broken,
A tear so sweet…
I whisper your name.
Wanting, needing, but having not.
Oh how bittersweet this fairytale was,
But all fairytales have an end it seems...
So,
New stories must be written.
For the old ones to fade,
Fade but not disappear.
For once you’ve felt the sweet touch of love,
It cannot be forgotten…
It may be pushed aside,
But its memory is always haunting.
Always calling…

As I look at you, tears fill my eyes, and I realize that times flown by. That we were never together enough, and we didn’t see each other perhaps like we should’ve. But all I know now, is you’re gone, and I won’t know your thoughts or feelings… while I still walk this road, called life.