Saturday, September 26, 2009

An Age Old Question......

When heart and soul
Time and spirit
Are possessions you cherish

When together
You journey
To places unknown
That are strangely familiar

When because
Is a reason
All of it's own

When wants
become needs
As sparks of desire
Fuel each new flame

When it is everything
All at once
Needing nothing more

When rhyme and reason
Have no sense at all
Though it just
feels so right, perfect and true

When there are
No conditions
And it is simply enough

When you are high
on life
And intoxicated
by each other

When these pieces all fit
That's when you know
That you are really in love.


Wednesday, September 9, 2009

A million souls
That touch one's heart
Now cast adrift
Through space and time
Setting their sails
For horizons new
With pastures green
And skies of blue
Eyes straight ahead
No looking back
Then much too late
We realise,
And splash through seas
But head goes under
In the race to catch
Come up for air
And one
Last glance
Before resignation
At missed chance
And stomach sinks
As reality bites
But somehow brings
A certain peace

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

I am....

I am
full of dread
each and every
single day
scared
of the world
frightened of me

I am
drowned
in thoughts
that twist
and turn
down obscure
paths

I am
helpless
and feeble
though it's
defended well
by cloaks
and daggers

I am
unsure
of where
or if
I belong
so peering
through bars
is where I stay

I am
always
thinking the worst,
things taken
personally
full of guilt
as I know I shouldn't

I am
exhausted
from giving my best
giving all
that I have
till there's
no more left

I am
just me
nothing more,
nothing less
most days
it's just painful
knowing there's nothing else.

Monday, September 7, 2009

Time has come
Some thing must give
Dependancy
Has become a curse
Permission to care
Like never before
Overwhelmed by emotion
Locked for so long
Now released
Becomes an addiction
A junkie desperate
For her fix
But one hit
No longer enough
After tiny taste
Of this drug
No pill to pop
No weed to smoke
Just love
And dreams
And care
And hope
No clinic for
Recovery
No detox
Or diet
To fight it with
Left alone
In withdrawl
The sweats
The nightmares
Are all the same
The helpless feeling
It went so wrong
And even though
It was grasped so tight
Cherished
Adored
Like none before
But now that
Guard has gone
Gates thrown open
For all to enter
To trample
To hide
taking pieces with them
Leaving holes behind
Shut the gates
Deflect the spell
Break the habit
It's all or nothing
Or else it just hurts

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Casting stones
Into dark water
Endless ripples
Cross smooth surfaces
Calm regained
Though uncertainty
Continues in
Depths below

Tentative footing
Over mossy rocks
Slippery surfaces
Prone to stumbles
Precarious steps
Searching for
The right way

Breathing deep
Intense air
Of misty forests
With unseen tracks
Where future lies
Chameleon like
Hidden well