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Showing posts with label #cry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #cry. Show all posts

Friday, January 11, 2019

Loss

If I have to change who I am
Am I still the person you love?
That loves you in return?
What rivers, valleys, mountains
Even worlds and galaxies,
I wouldn't cross to be with you.
__________
But to change my soul,
My heart,
My mind?
These are the things that make me. These make me WHO I am
_________
But you are a part of me too.
If you ask me to choose,
No matter what I do,
I lose.
________
Heartbroken already,
I cry,
As I contemplate,
My loss.

Saturday, October 6, 2018

Dashing (Rondine)

Run your finger along my arm
While on the loveseat we waited
Our love could not be abated
Wanting to raise no alarm
We lowered our level of charm
Keeping others from harm
But our loving fire was unsated
As Moon begin to cry

Tapping your finger in alarm
Into the back room we faded
The nearest room we raided
Almost arriving belated
It seem more than just fated
As we began to slowly warm
Away from the raging storm
As the moon began to cry

Sunday, November 5, 2017

Falling

The moon begins to fall
The distance I thought so far
It seems was not far at all

Far off a bright shining star,
Beckons a clarion call,
The cry feels so bizarre,

The journey starts with a crawl
Accompanied by guitars
While Moon furthers falls

Friday, August 22, 2014

Make Believe

I live in a world of make believe
Where the rally cry is thus
It will never be! It will never be!
But in our land of make believe
All things are possible
Fantasy is the only rule
It will never be! It will never be!
We call ourselves the best of friends
Our words are swords in our hands
There is travel to faraway lands
We make loud protesting stands
It will never be! It will never be!
Painted wings fall apart eventually
There is no more Honalee
No one will ever truly be free
As long as it will never be, never be!

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Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Stable

Call me dangerous, call me unstable
I’m tired of being called unable
I’ve always been a little bit crazy
Is this some happy ending like in a fable?
But I’m no longer letting it phase me
So what if no one thinks I’m ready
Are you looking for other reasons?
They’re not calling the shots here
It’s my party and I’ll cry if I want to
I’ll die if I want to
I don’t have anything left to fear
It’s the end of the season
I’m holding steady
I’m rocking like a baby in a cradle
I’m starting to feel more stable
I don’t know why things were so hazy
You make me feel so able
After all crazy is just a label
There’s nothing left but to love me baby

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Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Rain Will Fall Again

Soon tomorrow’s coming
Can today last forever?
I know that the sun must rise
How many times must I?
I’ve fallen so many times
Many times I’ve been pushed
They rejoice in seeing
My face in the mud
I won’t let them see the tears
Mixed with the dirt
If you cry in the rain
It hides the tears well
I’ve stopped walking in the sun
When the sun rises
You will be gone
I will go back to hiding my face
Then the rain will fall again