Untitled #542

 The mere thought of you calms me,

Fills my body and soul with peace,
I reach through the emptiness and there you are.
Touching me with invisible hands,
Reading my feelings, my thoughts, my mind
We exchange energy,
Enjoying the warmth and heat we share.
The binds that tie us,
Cannot be broken,
Cannot be crushed or riven.
They stand in judgement of all around.
Showing love greater then imaginable.

Darkness

I walk through this dark and lonely world
      My hope is bent and broken
I sit with my spirit all unfurled
      There is so much left unsaid
This is a calm that comes of this
      Waiting here in the dark
It almost seems to bring me bliss
      So cold, so deep, so stark.

In need of Repair...

Tossed and torn on the wayside there
Broken and bleeding heart barely beating
Waiting while wishing someone would care
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The air grows heavy and fills with despair
Time ticks apace to show that it's fleeting
While waiting wishing someone would care
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Tossed and torn on the wayside there
A meant-to-be becomes a missed meeting
If you had come, would I have been ware?
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While waiting wishing someone would care
Plainly, passively, passionately, entreating,
Tossed and torn on the wayside there
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Will this again be too much to bear?
To give up now would be cheating
Tossed and torn on the wayside there
While waiting wishing someone would care
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Pawn

I have been your pawn
Your willing slave
Have I done your bidding well enough?
Followed your rules?
Toed the line?
Still you say it's not enough
You have emptied me
Taken the best
Left me nothing
But a broken shell
Perhaps someone else
Will come across me
And fill me
And make me
Whole again

Follows

She walks in his footsteps in silence
No shadow does she cast
Her eyes hidden, gazing low
Her mind only on the next step
World weary and full of woe
Careful not to stray
Living only to serve him
Not broken but bent and bleeding
Random hurts from others they pass
Intended not to injure
They tear her down
Harming her beloved grieves her
Brings her so low
She falters as she walks
But still she follows

Suspense

The air collapses in
Dark fills my mind
Feeling deserted
Holding on by a thread
Only one thing
Keeps this broken heart
Beating
Waiting
Suspended
Your Love Alone

Writer's Block

The creative process slows to a crawl

My pen is limp in my hand

And…

Now…

I...

Wait…

And now with each word I scrawl

My brain starts to expand

The words begin to flow

Expanding at a faster pace

I allow as that my rest is done

It’s broken its terrible brace

I have lifted the veil and seen

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Life

Life

Lost ground and lost way

Footing insecure

Broken and defeated

We must brace ourselves

To rise again

For no matter how often we fall

We must rise to the challenge

To the day

To face our enemies

Because that is the meaning of life

The rise and fall

The give and take

Without which

We cannot live

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Broken Glass

Shattered reflections

In broken glass

Just can’t bear to see

What is real, what is false?

Face lined with pain

Sorrow and heartache

Borrowing trouble

Or the smiling visage

Presenting to the world

Carefree and Nar-do-well

The truth is in the middle somewhere

But could true medium exist

When joy and sorrow war?

Perhaps Viviane meant the sword

To destroy this world of seeming

Feint copies, automatons

Merely wound up, marching along

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B. A. E.

Broken, bleeding, and bruised

I raise a battered hand

To have it brushed aside

Would you have me beg?

Is this betrayal?

Bittersweet and blue

My feelings were not to be borrowed

But you could not be bothered

Barging forward

Without a backward glance

We should break it off

Before Anyone Else

Burns

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Control

As I sit lost and hurt
Thoughts sped across my mind
Lying in dirt with a broken heart
Space and blood puddles in gallons at a time
The atmosphere is completely clear
Till my conscience starts to blur the sky
The trees start to sway
The breeze is not gentle
Lightning starts to streak
Hail and freezing rain
Falling, Failing to
Stop my
Heart from
Breaking