My Love

Lost beneath the trees.
Their branches seem to spell your name
over and over again.
My heart skipped a beat
because sometimes I still miss you.
The leaves whisper in the wind.
They tell me of a beautiful memory.
How we once were sitting in the parc.
Just you and me.
Everything had seemed to vanish,
and the world just ceased to be.
Such an innocent moment
lost somewhere on the edge of time.
And I can't help but wonder,
if you cherish your memories
like I hold on to mine.

Too Much Pressure

I'm left without a sense of confidence.
Stained by the lingering remains of her presence.
I'm convinced that this is just too much pressure to take.
Knowing what I could expect.
I threw myself before her.
At first she never disappoints.
Lifted me up to where I needed to be.
Imagined it all in my mind,
ever single detail played in my head.
The beauty of the dream faded,
as did the comfort which I felt.
Leaving me all weary,
a menace to myself.
I lost it all, like I had so many times before.
Kept it to myself,
took it to my core.

Smile

Behind the mirror's reflection
lies your contagious smile.
It burned within my heart as
I lived with it for all that time.
Need to be around you,
need to see your eyes on me now.
I bled when I was without your soul.
For love never felt so real before.
Now it's hard sometimes,
to remember your tender face.
That smile that lit my world.
Sometimes I witness that same smile again.
Everytime it strikes me,
like lightening in a clear sky.
Only to realize it has past me by.

Strong Heart

Running in circles,
lost.
Fluttering from one to the next.
It's all too easy.
You play your games, without consequence
for you.
Don't care about possible victims,
as long as you get your way.
Cursed with beauty,
you always seem to get away.
But I won't be trapped and deceived
by the person which I perceive.
I will stand my ground
and remain ever proud.
That I never gave in.

So Called

Why should I let you get through to me?
You think you're all that, seen it all, heard it all,
you lived it all before.
Try to make me believe you pity me.
While all I see is a mere boy
surrounded by stupidity.
Believing you have it all figured out,
but you just can't understand.
That all you have and do
will some day come to an end.
So spare me your so called wisdom.
You should start to see,
that you're carrying on on borrowed time.
And you're not better than me.

Silent Question

My reflection in the black water

reaches for the surface.

Trapped in the depths, lacking the knowledge

to escape this liquid prison.

Emptiness lures from beneath,

attempting to look so very inviting.

My soul knows how it feels,

how there is nothing left down there to procure.

The barren ruins of the past offer no more solace.

Buried deep down in the distant faded past,

memories lost their colours.

Ever stuck beneath the surface

my soul reaches out to the black night sky.

With a silent question: Why?