Wednesday, January 23, 2013

caught in cross-fire

caught in the cross-fire of your destruction.
and i fight myself to not return the hatred and the anguish

you see, what you did was selfish
                                            self-loathing
                                                 perverse
                                            destructing
                                         destroying life and it's joy

i look at the trees dance in midst of winds and storms
and i long for their serenity
grace
peace
and beauty
their branches may break
but they continue life growing

i watch her
                   helpless
                 hurt
               bounded
             caged like a bird
          that belongs in the free skies
             flying high and low
               as it pleases
                but you held her
                  robbed her
                    tore her

leaving her
                searching
                             for a love
                                          something to fill the void.

the more i see
the more i hate
the more i want to hurt
                                        kill
                                        you 
                                        and
                                        i.
you for
taking
manipulating
taking advantage of her
innocence.

and i
for watching
                                       not giving her
                                       sufficient love
to make
her
realize
                    that you
                    were not
                                      her lover
                                      her care-giver
                                      her provider
                                      her everything
                                      but that  
you were her
button to
self-destruction
her
predator.

Saturday, January 19, 2013

tell me.

what was i supposed to say? what am i to say?
would it have mattered if i said i cared?

you see, what you said weren't just words to me. it was a glimpse of what i thought i wanted. you played me, you had me believing in a happily ever after that you never planned to give to me.
so tell me that you're happy.
tell me that you at least have what you always wanted.
tell me that you have it all so it may justify stripping me of what i held as a dream come true.
tell me that your skies are forever blue.
tell me that you love her more than life.
tell me that it's true.
tell me.



so i'll keep moving, hoping i never have to see you again.
and i'll keep pretending that you didn't leave me broken,
pretending that i am strong,
pretending that you don't matter and that i don't think about you almost every day,
pretending that i don't think of what could have been if we were a happy family.
i'll keep pretending that i am happy.




Tuesday, January 8, 2013

dreams


you come to me in my dreams
haunt me, taunt me.
tell me sweet lies
and our time together flies
only to wake alone
heavy with a heart of stone

and i'd give anything
to hear you sing
i carry you deep within me
i feel you in the breeze by the sea

calling, calling my name
and i am here to blame.





i can't live without you

i can't keep on wishing you'd remember. i can't hold on to a hopeless dream. you were my everything; i gave you my heart a long time ago and i never got it back, but it's ok, i will eventually move on. i will learn to live without it. i will learn to breathe without you. i will learn. 


"funny, you're the broken one, but i'm the only one who needed saving cause when you never see the light, it's hard to know which one of us is caving."