The champions of yesterday are fading fast,
as time slides by like a merry-go-round.
We all are ever changing as shadows
flickering like sunlight through a forest of trees.
Feelings are falling and gliding down our hearts
as we mourn for lost loves and lovers.
Never to find steadfast ground to wave good-bye.
We forever grasp a trailed bit of memory to hold to us ,
to keep from losing our former selves to savage time.
Common sense says,"You're better off without..."
Loneliness says,"I want to be held.."
Common sense says,"He's being a shit..."
Loneliness says,"I want to feel loved..."
Common sense says,"She deserves him..."
Loneliness says,"My bed is empty..."
Common sense says,"He deserves her husbands wrath..."
Loneliness says,"I'm so alone..."
Common sense says,"Don't Want Him Back!!!"
I am hurt and beat down
my life is an open wound
each lie another stab
My heart cold and closed
I am dying slowly but still breathing
anger and bitterness my only friends
The only light my children
My heart hurts from lies.
Lies designed to hurt me?
Lies to make him feel big?
He lies to strangers.
If they only knew ?
Would they rejoice for him?
I will heal better without him.
Why do the lies still hurt?
Why does he feel the need to lie?
We seek solice from the past,
Not understanding we need to grow.
The future can't be had from memories.
It can only be with the promise of memories to come.
Time has a way of confusing the mind.
We spend time on everything.
From projects to children and reading to cleaning.
Is it well spent or hastily wasted?
Can time be saved?
Special memories or triumphs over our enemies.
To be savored later at our aged leisure.
Through pictures and memories,
of tyrannts and beauties.
Sleep can be a tonic for all that ails you.
You can forget your troubles for as long as your eyes are closed.
Escape is possible to a past time of happy people in an ignorant distance.
Places you've never been seem familar when seen from a haze of sleep.
Never to be brought out for the light to tarnish.
For the life-light of day can make it wither and die with over use and decay.
I need freedom to breathe and sleep evades me.
I need peace in my head and heart,
to mend myself from lifes little squabbles.
I need warmth to chase the cold from a broken life.
I need hope to feel alive at the end of the day.
We see images in our dreams,
Of things we long to be.
Are they real to us or
Just floating wishes held at a distance never to be?
Dreams are needed as life lines for our lives,
We use them to escape the daily grind.
Sometimes an effort is made to live,
If only to escape our dreams of long ago.
The champions of yesterday are fading fast,
as time slides by like a merry-go-round.
We all are ever changing as shadows
flickering like sunlight through a forest of trees.
Feelings are falling and gliding down our hearts
as we mourn for lost loves and lovers.
Never to find steadfast ground to wave good-bye.
We forever grasp a trailed bit of memory to hold to us ,
to keep from losing our former selves to savage time.
Common sense says,"You're better off without..."
Loneliness says,"I want to be held.."
Common sense says,"He's being a shit..."
Loneliness says,"I want to feel loved..."
Common sense says,"She deserves him..."
Loneliness says,"My bed is empty..."
Common sense says,"He deserves her husbands wrath..."
Loneliness says,"I'm so alone..."
Common sense says,"Don't Want Him Back!!!"
I am hurt and beat down
my life is an open wound
each lie another stab
My heart cold and closed
I am dying slowly but still breathing
anger and bitterness my only friends
The only light my children
My heart hurts from lies.
Lies designed to hurt me?
Lies to make him feel big?
He lies to strangers.
If they only knew ?
Would they rejoice for him?
I will heal better without him.
Why do the lies still hurt?
Why does he feel the need to lie?
We seek solice from the past,
Not understanding we need to grow.
The future can't be had from memories.
It can only be with the promise of memories to come.
Time has a way of confusing the mind.
We spend time on everything.
From projects to children and reading to cleaning.
Is it well spent or hastily wasted?
Can time be saved?
Special memories or triumphs over our enemies.
To be savored later at our aged leisure.
Through pictures and memories,
of tyrannts and beauties.
Sleep can be a tonic for all that ails you.
You can forget your troubles for as long as your eyes are closed.
Escape is possible to a past time of happy people in an ignorant distance.
Places you've never been seem familar when seen from a haze of sleep.
Never to be brought out for the light to tarnish.
For the life-light of day can make it wither and die with over use and decay.
I need freedom to breathe and sleep evades me.
I need peace in my head and heart,
to mend myself from lifes little squabbles.
I need warmth to chase the cold from a broken life.
I need hope to feel alive at the end of the day.
We see images in our dreams,
Of things we long to be.
Are they real to us or
Just floating wishes held at a distance never to be?
Dreams are needed as life lines for our lives,
We use them to escape the daily grind.
Sometimes an effort is made to live,
If only to escape our dreams of long ago.
I fly.
You clip.
Wings decay become forgotten.
I give.
You take.
One more piece falls away.
I speak.
You silence.
A story is never told.
I sigh.
You frown.
A smile unfolds like a clown.
I cry.
You glare.
A perfect doll shall appear.
I fade.
You smile.
Love morphs into disdain.
I wither.
You laugh.
Hate is borne at last.
You need my prayer then take it mate
Although religion can cause hate
By those that lie, but don't believe
& think of those that do Naieve
They use belief to gain control
Then try to make you lose your soul
But hate is caused by football to
Some love the Spurs & some Man U
That's why my God has got no name
He can't be used for power or gain
Behind him no one need unite
Or in his name can cause a fight
I understand God not at all
He made all things & I'm so small
I'm showing that my faith is strong
If I do nothing I feels wrong
I know straight off if my Gods mad
As I feel guilty cruel or bad
You see my God keeps his voice sma
Lock it in, bury it deep.
A terrible secret your mind will keep.
No more sparkle, not even a glow.
Put on a show so the world won't know.
Lost within, no longer living.
Just dance and twirl to keep it hidden.
Force a smile.
Fake a laugh.
Don't let them see.
Just hold it back.
They don't suspect, they cannot see.
The mask will hold, and hide misery.
Wonderful ringleader with a hidden purpose,
Keep them dazzled with your colorful circus.
Prove to be a skillful puppeteer,
And they will never guess the source of your fear.
Take a breath.
Let it be.
Your secret is safe.
Known only to me.
Numb and cold, empty and hollow.
The ur
Watching "white Christmas" and wishing for and remembering a simplier time in life. Time when things didn't hurt or complicate and mom could always make it ALL better with a kiss.
The first day of a step towards forgiveness for myself. Not for him but to free myself of him. Hoping with God's grace and mercy for my sanity. I will be rid of the bondage of bitterness and anger.