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Sunday, May 30, 2010

Can You See?

In the clouds were those that had fallen asleep

You could see their figures as though they were in a line shuffling, waiting to go in

We looked up wanting to know, waiting to know…what would come next

In a flash of light we were sped into a flee, from…

In a peaceful but strange place, there were distant families and unknown faces coming together for…

As we left something amazing happened that led us to a place of wilderness, but not lost

I was left looking, searching for…my love

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Worthy (good enough)

Really?

I just noticed that with a formidable glance you've entered...

What now?

Do I really agree to terms this easily to open...

See I've seen much within the years and tears of such, yet I cannot beckon those thoughts without emotion.

To hold back would be so comfortable...

To show lack would be so....

Usual.

Thoughts open portraits that have been shelved and I vision greatness to plague my weakness.

Darkness becomes me so easily, that light can only shine when you bring this lamp.

Will you become the path that I walk on helping me back?

I need a hand to to carry, one that understands my lack...thereof...

I can't pretend that therein lies no interest.

I can't form ideas carefully enough without thinking of...

Maybe it would be best if...

How can you not feel as though...

Good enough?

Am I?

Can I?

Will I?...be

Questions will continue as I realize...

Worthy.

And yet...are you truly?

Wednesday, November 05, 2008

I can and I shall...

I can’t sleep…and this thought that plagues my mind is relentless- it plays drums of haughty strings and I cannot escape to silence.
I cannot began to think of the humanistic qualities of life in which this existence has brought a 44th unrealized for a time when walking was dangerous-but it’s here
There is hope given to many that have not had it for some time. And I can’t sleep...
I cannot look….into the eyes of my lover for there is extinction in the shallow pits of darkness giving income to emptiness
I want to sob… for the things that I have already and laugh for the items whose future still looks ahead.
And I can’t sleep, because sleep would be too kind, it would be some peace and it would be my dream…
And I can’t sleep for it would tear away the thoughts into an abyss, my dear friend I…