Ode to a fallen friend

Tired and worn out, the drive lingers on.
Roads washed away under the wheels.
A waterdust thrown up blurs the past
as the road goes on.
Stars shine eternally down on us.
cold and indifferent to all.
Familiar scenes take back past memories.
Particular scents bring back summers long gone.
Looking up at the sky we once shared.
It's late and I'm lingering on to consciousness.
The stars shine bright in the most
beautiful night.
I don't want to go to sleep.
While you already rest in an eternal slumber
behind those empty walls.

Dedicated to Herbrand De Vos

Block

Inspiration fade along with darkness
in my head.
Leaving silence



Peace



Blank lines in my script



Inner salvation

Sugar

All traces of sadness and desperation
have been silenced forever more.
Equilibrium in my being has finally
been attained.
No loneliness or fear dwell on my
once tortured soul.
Passed all personal lows and hurt.
My heart stands firm as the stone surface
steadily cracked and reveals
the pounding muscle.
Nothing can tear me down.
This one true certainty keeps me whole.
That one smile justifies my existence.
One heart still beats for me.
One glance shows me truth through world's lies.
That one love means life to me.

Covetous

So eager over you.
Ever scared, philosophical of what we
have.
A friendship so delicate, conceptive of our
fears and disillusions.
Searched so long for some shelter
untill we found it together.
Time and people came between us when
the notion of failure and loss held us back.
Heartbeats measured time as blood
passed through my veins.
How to cope with a feeling never told.
As I lay down my head and wonder off
to a place unknown.
A time and a dimension apart with
only hope and courage.
Where my words wouldn't fall of deafened ears.

Seamless state

Trapped in the wake of a dream.
Unable to see and feel the existence of light.
Questions raised as answers fall from up high.
No point in searching for significance
as everything feels wrong.
Images flash before my mind
and slow my train of thought.
I long for meaning and demand cohesion
as love falls down like rain outside.
A slumbering coma tells me lies of
places I once longed for,
people long gone.
Slowly the soil erupts and cracks as
light seeps through.
Released from the mental prison into
a state of consciousness.
Fully aware of truth and illusion.