Etched Skin

Lost and with a heavy heart
he makes his way through the fog.
Her name etched on his skin,
more present than ever.
He ponders over his decisions
only to conclude he made the right choice.
To take the path less taken
is a burden few are willing to bear.
The barren wasteland surrounds his every step.
Stripped trees stand tall, but dead inside.
The end of life as he knew,
with the shattered remains lying at his feet.
Lost in feelings, he clings on.
Longing for a better tomorrow.

Longest Day/Hardest Night

The minutes tick away as if they were hours.
Every breath weighs heavier as I try not too let it show.
The moment draws ever nearer and it scares me.
I know it's the right path to take,
but I fear the pain it'll inflict.
I can't be the cause.
Yet my own actions lead us here.
The words I speak sound surreal.
As if even I can't seem to believe
they come from my mind.
It tears down the fabric of everything we were.
And leaves us with memories of how we once used to be.
Guilt pushes me down,
all I ask is to pardon me.
How the fuck am I supposed to feel
when everything I known lies broken at my feet.

In Time

The fire burns fiercely.
As trying to warm my doused heart.
I lived my life one hour at the time.
Though my heart skipped some beats,
it was always in the right place.
I never betrayed, not even in my greatest depths.
But I eventually realized that nothing could last.
Even the fire dies out and leaves me here in the dark.
Still I am not afraid.
After everything I had ever endured,
I knew I always kept learning.
I know I'm never alone,
that I will always get back up on my feet.
Life still carries on.
As do I until my maker and I will meet...

Pavement

Silently I enjoy the distant sounds
trying to pierce the deafening silence.
The summer sun shines like it's
a mere autumn day,
while the moon just sits in the clear sky
shining as if the sun's too weak.
The ground beneath me seems
to follow the rythm of my breathing.
The sighing wind rustles the leaves around me.
Everything feels so peaceful.
The cracks in the pavement ressemble my scars.
The withered lines seem like faded memories.
It looks so trivial
while it feels so heavy.
Moments like this are so very rare.
What ever happened to simplicity
and the blissful tranquility?

Sporadically

The thought of her weighs heavy on my chest.
Perhaps I could have stood a chance,
but I had to sleep in the bed that I had made,
Those who sow in flames,
in ashes they shall reap.
So I forgot about her, only sporadicly
to be reminded of her existence.
The beauty she possessed was coveted
by the mass.
And I was no exception.
So I played my cards
until the joker got his laugh.
He laughed the night away at the succes of my failure.
I kept quiet and did what I did best.
Vanished in the shadows,
left alone from all the rest.

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.