Rain

Thunder rumbled as the rain descended
upon our shivering bodies.
As we tried to shelter under one raincoat,
we stood still amongst the crowd.
Holding tight as the music reached out
through the heavy rain.
It felt like we were alone on this world,
and the summer seemed more like fall.
Some things come back, even after all these years.
Buried deep inside, hidden carefully
in the corner of my heart.
The music still sounds the same
taking me back to a place drenched in rain.
Where misery was covered up with love,
and how the rain washed
away my tears while hiding them completely.
As it still does these days.

Haunting Eyes

I wonder if she'd care to know.
What would she tell me if I'd tell her everything?
I dreamt about her sad hopeful eyes,
of realities beyond anyone's grasp.
Those haunting eyes follow my every step
from the confines of my mind.
Am I slowly losing it?
And still I'm wondering if she would care.
Would she give a penny for my thoughts,
or shy away at the image of the surface?
Once I thought I had everything under control.
But what if I have not?
These feelings are still so very strong,
as if time didn't fade them at all.
I dreamt about her happy loving eyes
and the smile that I miss.
Why do I live in a world like this?

In My Room

Everything seems so very chaotic,
no natural order except for the disorder.
A safe full of carefully bottled memories.
So many even that the room seems alive.
Any time of day and night you could find
me there, well protected in my corner of the world.
For over more than fifteen years I've lived
my life at home in my room.
It's been more than just a refuge.
Gradually molded in to the space it is today.
I remember my first kiss, bitter tears
and the sweetest love.
Countless hours spent in my room,
and they never felt in vain.
I can't help but feel so much pain,
knowing I'll be going soon.
Only to start over and try to feel at
home, as I did in my room.