-sincere apoligies to anyone unfortunate enough to stumble upon these genuinly terrible poems.
Got left blinded,
No longer want to see,
Your light Steeped over Stars
Left only the darkened night.
Writings on the Wall,
Past is Plain to see,
Should've seen it coming,
Gave you time to breathe.
Shower Steams,
Water Weeps
Fears Flow down my Face,
Memories reach boiling point
Everything we’ll never be.
Searching for myself,
Still can't find my way,
Tryna move the immovable
Just in case I make it roll,
Wanna carve my name into history,
Still don't know what that means.
Conversations with a ghost,
Talking to someone I used to be
Tryna see what changed,
Hoping that I grew
Scared of Standing Still
Gazing toward distant horizons,
A Slow Setting Sun melts a blazing Sky
Searching for a choir to preach to,
Don’t need my voice accepted
Just need it to be heard.
Fragments of Forgotten pasts lay Scattered on Solid wall,
Not abandoned but neglected,
My steps carrying me.
A Leave Littered pathway
But it all fades away.
Nothing left but empty space
My own Mess confronting Me.
Never Needed courage so bad,
Never wanted a Hand to Hold.
My heart asks too Much of Me,
Never seems to be pleased
Wants you standing next to me,
Your eyes a crystal ocean,
Yet stir madness inside.
Built so Carefully,
Constructed with such Care,
Yet still my paper aeroplane has no will to fly.
It’s takes its graceful nosedive,
With such dignity and pride,
But it know inside itself
It was Made for so Much More.
I click the keyboard rhythmically,
It’s sound floats down the hall.
Music pounding in one ear,
The other hears only the Still.
Silence as loud as the noise,
These quiet echoes in my head.
“Let my love be your sun,
Let me be your stars.”
These words a passing whisper,
Your perfect lips to my ear.
Thought I knew there meaning,
I was convinced that I knew you,
But only now, the clouds having parted overhead,
Do I see beyond the freckled smile.
Your love was my sun,
Always present, yet often unseen,
You shone radiant light into my day,
But did the same for everything.
You were my stars,
You gleamed from a distance,
Happy to be so far from reach.
Your beauty lit up nights skies,
But it took only a passing cloud and your beauty hid from me.
So your love is still my sun,
And you are still my stars.
Nothings really changed.
Nothings changed at all.