I can feel the cracks of my soul quaking
I can hear the the synapse of my brain catching
I can smell the rot of things decayed
I will stay the course
I will be gold
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Life Decay
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Breaks of the Heart
Her tears freely flow
The hope of each drop to heal
Faces haunt
Lives ache
The pain of suffering turns red
Their eyes in her soul
Their limbs close to her beating heart
Longing loins stretch to the sky for relief
Friday, August 5, 2011
She Did This
I didn’t become what you wanted me to be, I don’t look the way you like
You run in circles to prove me wrong when this isn’t about wrong or right
I laid my wounded heart bare at your feet to show you what you did
You wouldn’t hear my words and instead you tried to make my light dim
But I won’t let you extinguish me, no matter who you are
I won’t let you quiet me because my path will go far
It’s up to you to join me on this journey that I pursue
It’s up to you to love me, this time it’s up to you
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