Monday, December 15, 2008

Molded Clay

A lifeless lump of clay,
Molded by what others say,
Shaped and carved, then forgotten,
Self worth a value left for rotten,
Become what others need,
No one can see the real me,
Lost amongst the gray…
Conforming at will, molded clay,
No thoughts of your own,
Home allows only darkness to reside,
Pent anger, forgotten dreams locked inside,
Escape hard, peeling layers of pain aside,
Naked truth, easier to comply, withstand the lies,
Then try, release buried Angel’s soul,
Her flight would make me whole….

Sunday, December 14, 2008

Quiet Death

Double edged knife, cutting twice,
Razor sharp slice, painful wound rips,
Pumping heart pulses, oozing blood drips,
An impossible task, poison fills my flask,
Bitter sip burns throat, trying not to choke,
Anguish lends no resolve, angry tempers revolve,
Teetering upon edge, narrow slippery ledge…
Slip assures fatal fall, sharp words cut deep,
Darkness slowly creeps, hope fails lost to all,
No one sees as tears softly fall, simply blame,
You know that game, call out my name…
All that I am, is all I can give, cut me I bleed,
I know where sorrow grows, it’s dark indeed,
Remove the knife, no longer worth the strife,
Allow warm blood to seep, ending a tortured life…

Friday, December 12, 2008

Etched Gray

Could be memories of better days,
Or softening of blended ways,
Some wash them away…
But they come back to stay,
No escape from the sands of time,
Enjoy the moments yours and mine,
Only regret what you can not achieve,
As each day we breathe, and gently weave,
A lifetime of thoughts, smiles and hugs,
Until the gay takes us away, with love…

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

Frozen Tears

Frozen Tears

Icy tears frozen, uniquely preserved,
Over time, through cracks leaking reserves,
No hidden resolve, nature of pain….
Nothing given, only taken must refrain,
As chill sends shiver, emptiness felt,
Touch with warmth, ice must melt,
Will shining sun, free a cold heart,
Or will scars bitter solace, keep us apart,
Unthawing feelings without regret, skeptical,
Love must be wooed, needing trusting receptacle.
Pain subsides, with belief inside, renewing,
Simple trust, kissing away sorrow, thus ensuing…
A love reborn, a bud blushing forth, blooming,
Leaving melted remnants in shadows looming.