RSS

Tag Archives: healing

chart our stars, and melt my heart


in the silence, beats a whisper to the dark…
it’s the soft whimper of a slowly starving heart…
no longer desperate, it has outlived the war,
but it’s missing the hope it had before…

oh so unwise, after all this time,
indecisive and apathetically inclined.
i turn so cold, when i’m afraid,
lest i relieve all the frozen pain…

i want to love, make me a sun,
blaze in the day ricochet off the moon,
i want to awake, i want to flood,
let my walls and darkness come undone

a galaxy too expansive for me,
i couldn’t chose a brightest star,
but now i see, the truth of things,
the brightest depends on where you are…

So come close to me, i want your touch.
i want you to know my heart, my love.
melt the frozen blood, let me cry,
just stay here, at my wounded side.

and I will see your scars, and light your dark.
i will hold your hand, and make you a star chart,
we can dance, on earth it’s more than enough
our day has finally come to free us to be us.

i want my best friend, by my side.
the one who makes me smile any time.
i don’t need a star, or foreign mystery,
i just want to give you everything, all of me.

Advertisements
 

Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

So shall end my war.


I just want my heart to love,
but have a heart that fights…
it guards and battles breaks and pain,
but it brings its own type of demise…

I just wanted to be soft and sweet
like my childhood when i trusted.
but time hardens and leaves cuts,
like sweet rain leaves doors rusted…

and i may be alone and angry inside,
i may live in my own storm of lies…
i may allow my demons to stay alive,
and i may insanely fight the same battle another time

I may bathe in my own fire and tears,
i may distrust before they have the chance to care,
and i may live in a sort of constant fear,
but deep beneath, a hope lives here.

Deep below the dirty ground of blood,
and the skeletons that scared me into hiding under my bed,
where it is too quite to hear the chaos above,
there is a faith, that shall not be one counted as dead…

and the wars and storms i’ve called to rise,
swirl around in the winds of cheap compromise,
but when i overthrow the kingdom of my life,
it shall be ruled with peace, as love the prize.

Thinly painted on the surface, and buried at my deepest core,
my sanity lives, and is remembered as strongly as before.
Someday the flashes of rage, and resentment well-worn,
shall fall apart, and surrender to grace, and so shall end my war.

 
Leave a comment

Posted by on January 8, 2015 in Faith, introspective, life, Poetry, Stories

 

Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

calloused & dry


All the emotion has been felt out by now…
all my tears have run dry like a drought…
and i really don’t know if i’m ready for healing
because the scars are tough and stout…

i’m typing on this website like a possessed girl
ripping away at the very walls i’ve built up so high…
trying to find some simblance of humanity left
but hurt, anger, pain and lies are all i find

do you ever feel like you are totaly numb?
wonder if the world is sensitive or i’m calloused & hard?
how do you journey into your own unhealed past
and try to both discover, and fix your heart?

 

Tags: , , , , , , , , ,

Alone


Alone,

i’m finding a new strength…
that he could never provide,
i can finally stretch out
and i know that i’ll survive…

I see your world falling apart
since we left each other’s lives,
& mine is shooting like a star
so many wishes have arrived…

I almost feel bad
that I feel so great being through…
i finally can sleep in peace…
no more lies of ‘i love you too’

Alone, i can write so many songs
i find new inspirations all around…
when you aren’t keeping me up at night
or guilt tripping me into staying down…

alone.
i can do anything alone.
i want to be alone.
just leave me alone
i love just being alone.

 

Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,