"If I could have only one wish come true", I've repeated those words over and over again. But as I think that I'm getting closer to the answer, it fades like a piece of paper floating on the wind.
When I look back at my old self, I see my mistakes and my achievements. The days I wish I could relive and I could forever forget. As I look at myself, I see a strong and kind person, who want's and gives joy but also wants to disappear.
"I'm nothing but a liar", those words seem to always ring true. I know that I'm imperfect, rash, still young and sometimes foolish. And I know that I have, "Something that makes some things hard." But yet I still want to try to live, the life I want. Since I'm not like everyone else I do things differently but sadly, others don't seem to ever try to see the true me.
"Hey! Look what I made!" I show something I worked hard on. But it's mostly ignored like the rest of me. I give a smile, my last piece of candy, my own happiness. To the ones I love or to another who needs a smile. Even though I do this and it gives me a bit of happiness, I still dislike being with others.
I love and hate, I wish and dream. I want to protect; those I love but also to destroy this stupid world. I know what that sounds like, but yet I can't help it. Because my breaking heart is still filled with love.
I've always been bad at, sharing things with others. So I put my thoughts and emotions, on a piece of paper or in a song. I may be just a foolish young girl, who dreams of love and has her head in the clouds. But yet life seems to like toying with me.
"If I disappear, would anyone miss me?", those words sting me like a knife in my chest. If I could build a time machine, and go into the future. Would my future be a happy one?
Oh stars above please listen, if my sadness and loneliness. Brings to another happiness and love, then please oh please. Let me fall into eternal sleep or tell me that it’s not true. And that in the end it will all be worth it.
Oh stars above if I am too a star, that brings happiness. "A hero" that will change the world or save someone's future, my own. Then maybe I'll try harder to be myself and live the life that I truly want.
"If I could have only one wish come true", I do not know yet what that wish may be. I'm still dreaming, wishing and hoping. I'm both sad and happy, but maybe one day. The wish I do not yet know in mind, may one day come true.
I do not know who I truly am yet, I am young and feel like am alone. But I guess in the end these once unspoken words were needed to be said, to be spoken so, they won't be said again.
Saturday, December 31, 2016
Sunday, December 18, 2016
Till One Day;
One day, we met.
Was it fate, was it by chance?
Neither us have the answer, yet.
I’m glad we met.
For since that day, life has changed.
Now we fly among the clouds and our destination is unknown.
Where we go, where we’ve been.
To places filled with adventure and wonder.
There is always something new, that we find.
About the world around us, the people we’ve met and yet to meet.
And each other.
So far, the journey has been hard and rough,
Filled with uncertainty’s and dangers,
To changes and the shadows of the past,
Even farewells.
Yet, it is still fun and exciting.
Filled with laughs and peaceful days.
To times where, we’re happy to merely be together.
I don’t know what may lie ahead.
What new dangers will come or what our next adventure will be.
But I hope that we may be together forever,
Even when we are apart.
No matter how far or how long.
That we’ll be friends, comrades in arms,
My support and my family.
One day, we met.
Was it fate, was it by chance?
Neither us have the answer, yet.
I’m glad we met.
For those times together, are now my most precious treasure.
Memories that will forever stay, in my heart.
One day, we may part.
But until that day comes.
Let’s fly and to destinations unknown.
A new adventure, an unending journey.
Till the day comes;
Was it fate, was it by chance?
Neither us have the answer, yet.
I’m glad we met.
For since that day, life has changed.
Now we fly among the clouds and our destination is unknown.
Where we go, where we’ve been.
To places filled with adventure and wonder.
There is always something new, that we find.
About the world around us, the people we’ve met and yet to meet.
And each other.
So far, the journey has been hard and rough,
Filled with uncertainty’s and dangers,
To changes and the shadows of the past,
Even farewells.
Yet, it is still fun and exciting.
Filled with laughs and peaceful days.
To times where, we’re happy to merely be together.
I don’t know what may lie ahead.
What new dangers will come or what our next adventure will be.
But I hope that we may be together forever,
Even when we are apart.
No matter how far or how long.
That we’ll be friends, comrades in arms,
My support and my family.
One day, we met.
Was it fate, was it by chance?
Neither us have the answer, yet.
I’m glad we met.
For those times together, are now my most precious treasure.
Memories that will forever stay, in my heart.
One day, we may part.
But until that day comes.
Let’s fly and to destinations unknown.
A new adventure, an unending journey.
Till the day comes;
Friday, December 2, 2016
Falling White
Falling white, so soft yet cold.
Is like a gentle reminder, of those lost days.
Beneath the trees of evergreen, I sleep.
As a bell like from a fairy tale, rings in the distance.
I weave a song, a lullaby, from the dream.
A song for you, my dearest dragon of the snow.
For the times, you are alone.
In the white, the soft cold white.
I am dreaming, beneath trees of evergreen.
Within this still yet beautiful world.
A heart, so warm and fluttering.
I cannot go to that place, beyond the white.
Yet I will wait, as sing a lullaby.
While the bell rings, I see fairy tales come to life.
Before my eyes, before my fluttering heart.
Yet as I wait, for you my dearest dragon of the snow.
This voice of mine, is starting to fade.
As my dream slowly ends.
Falling white, so soft yet cold.
Is like in a dream, this gentle snow.
A reminder of those days with you.
As I weave this lullaby from a dream.
The bells of white, ring beneath the trees of evergreen.
My dearest dragon, know that I am waiting.
In the falling white, so soft yet cold.
The Snow, of our Dream.
Forever I shall Wait, My dearest Dragon of the Falling Snow.
Is like a gentle reminder, of those lost days.
Beneath the trees of evergreen, I sleep.
As a bell like from a fairy tale, rings in the distance.
I weave a song, a lullaby, from the dream.
A song for you, my dearest dragon of the snow.
For the times, you are alone.
In the white, the soft cold white.
I am dreaming, beneath trees of evergreen.
Within this still yet beautiful world.
A heart, so warm and fluttering.
I cannot go to that place, beyond the white.
Yet I will wait, as sing a lullaby.
While the bell rings, I see fairy tales come to life.
Before my eyes, before my fluttering heart.
Yet as I wait, for you my dearest dragon of the snow.
This voice of mine, is starting to fade.
As my dream slowly ends.
Falling white, so soft yet cold.
Is like in a dream, this gentle snow.
A reminder of those days with you.
As I weave this lullaby from a dream.
The bells of white, ring beneath the trees of evergreen.
My dearest dragon, know that I am waiting.
In the falling white, so soft yet cold.
The Snow, of our Dream.
Forever I shall Wait, My dearest Dragon of the Falling Snow.
Wednesday, November 9, 2016
Close Your Tried Eyes
Close your tried eyes and dream a happy dream.
In your sleep, you look so peaceful.
Under the stars, among blooming flowers.
We send a payer, that floats upon the wind.
A warm light, a star in the wind.
Why are crying?
Are you in pain, are you alone?
It’s alright, because I’m right here.
You’re not alone, I know that feeling.
So may you sleep and dream a happy dream.
For tomorrow, we’ll go somewhere again.
Under the stars, we watch them.
We see them in our dreams, in our eyes.
For in that place, is the light that guides us home.
Why are you crying?
What is tearing at you, piece by piece?
Are you in pain, you are aren’t you.
So please, let me hold you tight.
Within my arms, within my heart.
You aren’t alone.
In that payer, was something warm yet sad.
Surrounded by petals, I could not see what it was.
In this world, there is darkness and light.
Yet there is also a place in between.
In that place, in that twilight.
You’ve suffered.
Yet I cannot change the past.
So please remember, that your no longer alone.
It’s now time to close your tried eyes and dream a happy dream.
Under the stars, among blooming flowers.
Let that dream shine in the stars.
As you send a payer, that floats upon the wind.
A warm light, a star in the wind.
That is part of your heart.
Why are you crying, are you alone?
What is tearing at you, piece by piece?
Are you in pain, you are aren’t you.
It’s alright, because I’m right here.
You’re not alone, I know that feeling.
Let me take that pain, let me hold you tight.
Within my arms, within my heart.
So may you sleep and dream a happy dream.
Though I am no longer by your side.
We cannot hold each other, yet don’t forget.
That warmth, that love.
In your heart, is where I’ll be.
You’re not alone, anymore.
Yet you sent that payer, but it was for me.
Wasn’t it?
A farewell, until we meet again.
But don’t forget.
To close your tried eyes and dream a happy dream.
For its okay, you’re okay.
For I'll always be in your heart;
In your sleep, you look so peaceful.
Under the stars, among blooming flowers.
We send a payer, that floats upon the wind.
A warm light, a star in the wind.
Why are crying?
Are you in pain, are you alone?
It’s alright, because I’m right here.
You’re not alone, I know that feeling.
So may you sleep and dream a happy dream.
For tomorrow, we’ll go somewhere again.
Under the stars, we watch them.
We see them in our dreams, in our eyes.
For in that place, is the light that guides us home.
Why are you crying?
What is tearing at you, piece by piece?
Are you in pain, you are aren’t you.
So please, let me hold you tight.
Within my arms, within my heart.
You aren’t alone.
In that payer, was something warm yet sad.
Surrounded by petals, I could not see what it was.
In this world, there is darkness and light.
Yet there is also a place in between.
In that place, in that twilight.
You’ve suffered.
Yet I cannot change the past.
So please remember, that your no longer alone.
It’s now time to close your tried eyes and dream a happy dream.
Under the stars, among blooming flowers.
Let that dream shine in the stars.
As you send a payer, that floats upon the wind.
A warm light, a star in the wind.
That is part of your heart.
Why are you crying, are you alone?
What is tearing at you, piece by piece?
Are you in pain, you are aren’t you.
It’s alright, because I’m right here.
You’re not alone, I know that feeling.
Let me take that pain, let me hold you tight.
Within my arms, within my heart.
So may you sleep and dream a happy dream.
Though I am no longer by your side.
We cannot hold each other, yet don’t forget.
That warmth, that love.
In your heart, is where I’ll be.
You’re not alone, anymore.
Yet you sent that payer, but it was for me.
Wasn’t it?
A farewell, until we meet again.
But don’t forget.
To close your tried eyes and dream a happy dream.
For its okay, you’re okay.
For I'll always be in your heart;
Tuesday, October 25, 2016
Where Are You?
Where are you?
In this world.
How far away have you gone?
Are you there, in our hidden place?
Or somewhere that I do not know.
Memories, accompanied by tears and smile.
Bring a familiar warmth and the thought,
That this shall never come again.
Under the tress and over sea,
Upon mountain tops and in the sky.
Is where you’ve gone.
Following a path, I cannot see.
But only follow.
As I recall the steps we took.
Hand in hand.
Where are you, where is yesterday?
In the memories of yesterday.
In the rising light.
Through places cold and dark,
So lonely and hollow.
I wonder if, you too once walked that path.
Under the stars, that guide the way.
I follow a path.
Through white cold and under dark skies.
To a place, where we may meet again.
Where are you?
In this world.
How far away have you gone?
Are you there, in our special place?
Or somewhere that I do not know.
Memories, accompanied by tears and smile.
Bring a familiar warmth and the thought,
That we shall never live those moments again.
But as I fall into endless sleep,
Among white flowers.
That look like a dream.
I follow a path, to where you may be.
Where are you?
My other half.
In this world, how far are you?
Are you there, waiting for me?
In that familiar warmth.
In that place.
Where and when, I don’t know.
But well will, someday;
In this world.
How far away have you gone?
Are you there, in our hidden place?
Or somewhere that I do not know.
Memories, accompanied by tears and smile.
Bring a familiar warmth and the thought,
That this shall never come again.
Under the tress and over sea,
Upon mountain tops and in the sky.
Is where you’ve gone.
Following a path, I cannot see.
But only follow.
As I recall the steps we took.
Hand in hand.
Where are you, where is yesterday?
In the memories of yesterday.
In the rising light.
Through places cold and dark,
So lonely and hollow.
I wonder if, you too once walked that path.
Under the stars, that guide the way.
I follow a path.
Through white cold and under dark skies.
To a place, where we may meet again.
Where are you?
In this world.
How far away have you gone?
Are you there, in our special place?
Or somewhere that I do not know.
Memories, accompanied by tears and smile.
Bring a familiar warmth and the thought,
That we shall never live those moments again.
But as I fall into endless sleep,
Among white flowers.
That look like a dream.
I follow a path, to where you may be.
Where are you?
My other half.
In this world, how far are you?
Are you there, waiting for me?
In that familiar warmth.
In that place.
Where and when, I don’t know.
But well will, someday;
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
Where You're Going
In that cold dark sky, that never ending space.
Is where you’re going.
The place where the stars shine bright.
A dream, is the place where we meet.
Upon white wings, we soar.
Like a bird, a bird that flies beyond the clouds.
Is it farewell, if you go there?
Or will it be, just another start.
Between earth and sky, floating like a cloud.
In a summer haze, in a dream.
The stars fall upon the resting place of yesterday.
As new ones, are born anew within light and fire.
In that never ending place.
Is where yesterday and tomorrow are.
In the cold darkness, there’s fragments of warm light.
Floating almost like a cloud.
Like a dream, upon white wings.
In that cold dark sky, that never ending space.
Is where you’re going.
A dream, is the place where we meet.
Is it farewell, if you go there?
Or will it be, just another hello.
Will you come back to me?
In that dream.
As ancient stars fall upon the place you once were.
New ones, are born within light and fire.
Like a dream, it’s like your beside me.
Upon white wings, I soar.
Like a bird, a bird that flies beyond the clouds.
To where the stars are.
In that never ending sky.
Is where yesterday and tomorrow are.
In that cold dark sky, that never ending space.
Is where we’ll meet again.
Is where you’re going.
The place where the stars shine bright.
A dream, is the place where we meet.
Upon white wings, we soar.
Like a bird, a bird that flies beyond the clouds.
Is it farewell, if you go there?
Or will it be, just another start.
Between earth and sky, floating like a cloud.
In a summer haze, in a dream.
The stars fall upon the resting place of yesterday.
As new ones, are born anew within light and fire.
In that never ending place.
Is where yesterday and tomorrow are.
In the cold darkness, there’s fragments of warm light.
Floating almost like a cloud.
Like a dream, upon white wings.
In that cold dark sky, that never ending space.
Is where you’re going.
A dream, is the place where we meet.
Is it farewell, if you go there?
Or will it be, just another hello.
Will you come back to me?
In that dream.
As ancient stars fall upon the place you once were.
New ones, are born within light and fire.
Like a dream, it’s like your beside me.
Upon white wings, I soar.
Like a bird, a bird that flies beyond the clouds.
To where the stars are.
In that never ending sky.
Is where yesterday and tomorrow are.
In that cold dark sky, that never ending space.
Is where we’ll meet again.
Monday, October 10, 2016
Fairy (Shadow) Tale
Behind the fairy tale, your hiding.
Your inner darkness.
In your reflection, two halves try to become one.
A dance of dreams and demons,
Of witches and spirits.
Of the real and unreal.
In a maze of your inner mind.
There is no sanctuary.
From the other you.
In the twisted wish, what you fight for.
Will no longer be here.
Magic and dreams.
In the fairy tale.
The light, is followed by shadow.
Its torn in two, hope.
Like your heart.
Like your mind.
Monsters, tear at us.
Within the labyrinth of reality and dreams.
Of darkness and light.
Shattering truth, broken promises.
Lost in a thought.
Trapped in the emotion.
Swallowed by the trap of darkness.
Of love and hate.
Is it wrong to wish for your happiness?
To be selfish, to want to make a world for you.
Behind the fairy tale, your hiding.
Your inner darkness.
Which will you choose?
The fairy tale or a dream?
Which one will,
Save me-(kill me)?
Your inner darkness.
In your reflection, two halves try to become one.
A dance of dreams and demons,
Of witches and spirits.
Of the real and unreal.
In a maze of your inner mind.
There is no sanctuary.
From the other you.
In the twisted wish, what you fight for.
Will no longer be here.
Magic and dreams.
In the fairy tale.
The light, is followed by shadow.
Its torn in two, hope.
Like your heart.
Like your mind.
Monsters, tear at us.
Within the labyrinth of reality and dreams.
Of darkness and light.
Shattering truth, broken promises.
Lost in a thought.
Trapped in the emotion.
Swallowed by the trap of darkness.
Of love and hate.
Is it wrong to wish for your happiness?
To be selfish, to want to make a world for you.
Behind the fairy tale, your hiding.
Your inner darkness.
Which will you choose?
The fairy tale or a dream?
Which one will,
Save me-(kill me)?
Tuesday, September 27, 2016
Blue
In the cold, I’m shaking.
In the darkness, I can’t see.
The Blue sky.
Rusting away, is your voice.
I can barely hear it.
The sound of breaking chains.
Caged away is our freedom.
Now our wings are too weak to fly.
Sinking into Blue, I start to dream.
As your face becomes hazy.
Like a doll, this form can’t move on its own.
In the rain, everything is washed away.
In the sunset, goes yesterday.
As the wind, scatters the ashes.
The rusted tower, is broken.
Under the sky, your somewhere.
Above the sky, somewhere is the other you.
In the cold, your form is shaking.
The rusted parts, no longer move.
In the dream, it’s still moving.
Turning, moving.
Flying high.
In the darkness, can you see?
The dream, as I sink into yesterday.
The rusted tower, is broken.
It can no longer reach the sky.
The broken chains, have opened the door.
Of the caged bird.
Under the Blue sky, your somewhere.
Above the Blue sky, somewhere is the other you.
In the cold, I’m shaking.
In the darkness, I can’t see.
In the cage, I couldn’t reach the sky.
My wings now can no longer follow.
You into the Blue sky.
Yet under the Blue sky, I sink into the dream.
And fly free, with the Blue dream.
I fly free, in the Blue sky.
With you.
As this life keeps ascending.
In the Blue Sky.
In the darkness, I can’t see.
The Blue sky.
Rusting away, is your voice.
I can barely hear it.
The sound of breaking chains.
Caged away is our freedom.
Now our wings are too weak to fly.
Sinking into Blue, I start to dream.
As your face becomes hazy.
Like a doll, this form can’t move on its own.
In the rain, everything is washed away.
In the sunset, goes yesterday.
As the wind, scatters the ashes.
The rusted tower, is broken.
Under the sky, your somewhere.
Above the sky, somewhere is the other you.
In the cold, your form is shaking.
The rusted parts, no longer move.
In the dream, it’s still moving.
Turning, moving.
Flying high.
In the darkness, can you see?
The dream, as I sink into yesterday.
The rusted tower, is broken.
It can no longer reach the sky.
The broken chains, have opened the door.
Of the caged bird.
Under the Blue sky, your somewhere.
Above the Blue sky, somewhere is the other you.
In the cold, I’m shaking.
In the darkness, I can’t see.
In the cage, I couldn’t reach the sky.
My wings now can no longer follow.
You into the Blue sky.
Yet under the Blue sky, I sink into the dream.
And fly free, with the Blue dream.
I fly free, in the Blue sky.
With you.
As this life keeps ascending.
In the Blue Sky.
Sunday, August 28, 2016
In a Dream
Lost in a dream, I wander.
No direction or end to speak of.
Like the clouds, floating upon the wind.
My mind is hazy, as I fall deeper into the dream.
Emotion and thoughts, fade away.
Every time I try to wake, the more lost I become.
Until I nearly forget myself.
As I wander the dream, the hazy dream.
Into deeper sleep I go, sinking into the hazy darkness.
Each tear of memory, is lost.
Until there are no more to shed.
Lost in a dream, I wander.
No direction or end to speak of.
In a haze that pulls me down.
Into the deep darkness.
Until all fades away.
Like the clouds above.
Into the dream.
A lost dream.
No direction or end to speak of.
Like the clouds, floating upon the wind.
My mind is hazy, as I fall deeper into the dream.
Emotion and thoughts, fade away.
Every time I try to wake, the more lost I become.
Until I nearly forget myself.
As I wander the dream, the hazy dream.
Into deeper sleep I go, sinking into the hazy darkness.
Each tear of memory, is lost.
Until there are no more to shed.
Lost in a dream, I wander.
No direction or end to speak of.
In a haze that pulls me down.
Into the deep darkness.
Until all fades away.
Like the clouds above.
Into the dream.
A lost dream.
Thursday, August 18, 2016
Flowers Upon Blue Water
Flower petals scatter, each time the winds comes past.
Your reflection on the water, is like a mirror.
Yet an illusion, a dream of my mind.
The broken frames of towers and cities past.
Ruins resting upon the blue waters, covered by a blanket of green and bloom.
A memory of the illusion, the passing wind.
The wilted flower.
Upon the rusted tracks, in the shallow water lapping at my ankles.
I walk as if in a dream, as I watch the clouds.
Passing by, with the wind.
The flowers we grew are floating.
Reflected upon the mirror like water.
Is like a dream, a fading memory.
Like scattering petals.
Upon the blue water, all is reflected.
Even me.
The you who was here, is gone.
Your reflection, is an illusion now.
Flower petals scatter, each time the winds comes past.
Like them my memories of you are fading away.
Piece by piece, bit by bit.
Like a flower.
The water lapping at my feet, is the mirror.
That showed us the illusion, a dream of our minds.
Walking upon the tracks, along the ruins.
Covered in green and bloom.
Reflected upon the blue water.
The passing clouds, the flower petals in the wind.
A dream, a memory.
You are here and not here.
Resting upon the blue waters, among the flowers.
I am here and not here.
Walking in a dream, as if in a dream.
A memory of the illusion, the passing wind.
The floating flowers, scatter.
My reflection on the water, is like a mirror.
Yet an illusion, a dream of your mind.
Of mine, of ours.
The flower petals scatter, each time the winds comes past.
Then rest upon the blue waters, beneath the clouds.
Your reflection on the water, is like a mirror.
Yet an illusion, a dream of my mind.
The broken frames of towers and cities past.
Ruins resting upon the blue waters, covered by a blanket of green and bloom.
A memory of the illusion, the passing wind.
The wilted flower.
Upon the rusted tracks, in the shallow water lapping at my ankles.
I walk as if in a dream, as I watch the clouds.
Passing by, with the wind.
The flowers we grew are floating.
Reflected upon the mirror like water.
Is like a dream, a fading memory.
Like scattering petals.
Upon the blue water, all is reflected.
Even me.
The you who was here, is gone.
Your reflection, is an illusion now.
Flower petals scatter, each time the winds comes past.
Like them my memories of you are fading away.
Piece by piece, bit by bit.
Like a flower.
The water lapping at my feet, is the mirror.
That showed us the illusion, a dream of our minds.
Walking upon the tracks, along the ruins.
Covered in green and bloom.
Reflected upon the blue water.
The passing clouds, the flower petals in the wind.
A dream, a memory.
You are here and not here.
Resting upon the blue waters, among the flowers.
I am here and not here.
Walking in a dream, as if in a dream.
A memory of the illusion, the passing wind.
The floating flowers, scatter.
My reflection on the water, is like a mirror.
Yet an illusion, a dream of your mind.
Of mine, of ours.
The flower petals scatter, each time the winds comes past.
Then rest upon the blue waters, beneath the clouds.
Saturday, August 6, 2016
"U.An.I"
A mechanical illusion, revolving rust-red gears.
Reality and dream, a virtual cage.
A steel box, a suffocating heart.
From green to grey, from light to shadow.
Repeating flaws and sad history.
It will rust away and never grow.
A dead seed /(LiFE-)/, the gears are breaking.
A sea of debris and junk, hiding a white treasure.
Hidden warmth. /(*)LoVe(*)/+
In the ruins of stone and wood, is where we once were.
A warm /(-DeSTrOyED-)/ home.
Steel cold /(_CuRLe-)/ eyes, hollowed soul.
False words, burning hate, destroying selfishness.
Take away happiness. /(+-EvERy tHInG-+)/
An illusion of peace, a breaking paradise. /(0-sOCiEtY-0)/
A mechanical illusion, revolving rust-red gears.
Forgetting hearts, unlearning minds.
Emotion /(*KIndNeSS*)/ and logic, are jumbled along with truth and lies.
Suffocating world, shattering world.
Light and shadow /(GoOd aND Evil)/ mix.
Until blurred. /(MeRGEd)/
Your shadow /(LiGht)/ is gone.
My /(yOuR)/ warmth is gone.
Your dream /(MY HoPE+)/ is gone.
Our /(ThE WoRlD’S)/ heart /(+HUmANItY-)/ is fading. /(_IS DyINg-)/
/(“U.An.I” WiLL wE MeEt AgAIn?)/
Everything is cold. /(_-LiFElEss-_)/
I /(YoU)/ are gone.
My thoughts /(+*EmOtIoNs*+)/ of you.
Are of how you are doing, /(-YoUR SUffEriNg-)/ without hope. /(LOvE AnD WaRmTH)/ to comfort /(HeLp)/ you.
Makes me cry and wonder /(-AgONiZe-)/ if you’re okay.
A mechanical illusion, revolving rust-red gears.
Reality and dream, a virtual cage.
A steel box, /(_a - PRiSOn-0)/ a suffocating heart. /(+*SOuL*+)/
It will rust away and be forgotten.
A sea of debris and junk, hiding a white treasure. /(*YoU*)/
Hidden warmth. /(*)LoVe(*)/+
Emotion /(*KIndNeSS*)/ and love. /(EvErYThInG)/
Is shattering /(BrEAkInG)/ along with the WOrlD.
Your shadow /(LiGht)/ is gone.
My /(yOuR)/ warmth is gone.
I /(YoU)/ are gone.
Our /(ThE WoRlD’S)/ heart /(+HUmANItY-)/ is fading. /(_IS DyINg-)/
/(“U.An.I” WiLL wE MeEt AgAIn?)/
iN ThIS CoLd DYInG WoRlD?
“oR U.An.I /(You and I)/ SoMeDaY iN ThE SeA OF StARs”
Note: Sorry that this looks like a mess but I was trying something new in a way so sorry if you the reader feel like you wasted your time reading this.
Reality and dream, a virtual cage.
A steel box, a suffocating heart.
From green to grey, from light to shadow.
Repeating flaws and sad history.
It will rust away and never grow.
A dead seed /(LiFE-)/, the gears are breaking.
A sea of debris and junk, hiding a white treasure.
Hidden warmth. /(*)LoVe(*)/+
In the ruins of stone and wood, is where we once were.
A warm /(-DeSTrOyED-)/ home.
Steel cold /(_CuRLe-)/ eyes, hollowed soul.
False words, burning hate, destroying selfishness.
Take away happiness. /(+-EvERy tHInG-+)/
An illusion of peace, a breaking paradise. /(0-sOCiEtY-0)/
A mechanical illusion, revolving rust-red gears.
Forgetting hearts, unlearning minds.
Emotion /(*KIndNeSS*)/ and logic, are jumbled along with truth and lies.
Suffocating world, shattering world.
Light and shadow /(GoOd aND Evil)/ mix.
Until blurred. /(MeRGEd)/
Your shadow /(LiGht)/ is gone.
My /(yOuR)/ warmth is gone.
Your dream /(MY HoPE+)/ is gone.
Our /(ThE WoRlD’S)/ heart /(+HUmANItY-)/ is fading. /(_IS DyINg-)/
/(“U.An.I” WiLL wE MeEt AgAIn?)/
Everything is cold. /(_-LiFElEss-_)/
I /(YoU)/ are gone.
My thoughts /(+*EmOtIoNs*+)/ of you.
Are of how you are doing, /(-YoUR SUffEriNg-)/ without hope. /(LOvE AnD WaRmTH)/ to comfort /(HeLp)/ you.
Makes me cry and wonder /(-AgONiZe-)/ if you’re okay.
A mechanical illusion, revolving rust-red gears.
Reality and dream, a virtual cage.
A steel box, /(_a - PRiSOn-0)/ a suffocating heart. /(+*SOuL*+)/
It will rust away and be forgotten.
A sea of debris and junk, hiding a white treasure. /(*YoU*)/
Hidden warmth. /(*)LoVe(*)/+
Emotion /(*KIndNeSS*)/ and love. /(EvErYThInG)/
Is shattering /(BrEAkInG)/ along with the WOrlD.
Your shadow /(LiGht)/ is gone.
My /(yOuR)/ warmth is gone.
I /(YoU)/ are gone.
Our /(ThE WoRlD’S)/ heart /(+HUmANItY-)/ is fading. /(_IS DyINg-)/
/(“U.An.I” WiLL wE MeEt AgAIn?)/
iN ThIS CoLd DYInG WoRlD?
“oR U.An.I /(You and I)/ SoMeDaY iN ThE SeA OF StARs”
Note: Sorry that this looks like a mess but I was trying something new in a way so sorry if you the reader feel like you wasted your time reading this.
Wednesday, July 6, 2016
My;
As I recall the time we once had together, my heart cries.
For I can no longer see you.
The way I once did.
Hearts intertwined, never forget.
Even if the memories fade, your warmth does not.
This second, every minute, as the hours pass and the days then years go by.
Your still here, like a shadow, a ghost.
That I cannot see.
And like the wind, you cannot stay.
Dreams and memories, cannot give me the same warmth.
For in the end, tears fall.
The time we could of have, is gone.
A void, a memory.
Is all I have of you.
Someday, we may meet again.
This hope,
Like a star, is my light.
In the cold darkness.
For as I recall the time we once had together, my heart cries.
Hearts intertwined, never forget each other.
For even if the memories fade, your warmth does not.
Someday, somewhere, tomorrow…
We may meet again.
My;
For I can no longer see you.
The way I once did.
Hearts intertwined, never forget.
Even if the memories fade, your warmth does not.
This second, every minute, as the hours pass and the days then years go by.
Your still here, like a shadow, a ghost.
That I cannot see.
And like the wind, you cannot stay.
Dreams and memories, cannot give me the same warmth.
For in the end, tears fall.
The time we could of have, is gone.
A void, a memory.
Is all I have of you.
Someday, we may meet again.
This hope,
Like a star, is my light.
In the cold darkness.
For as I recall the time we once had together, my heart cries.
Hearts intertwined, never forget each other.
For even if the memories fade, your warmth does not.
Someday, somewhere, tomorrow…
We may meet again.
My;
Friday, June 17, 2016
A Breath of Wind
Ancient songs, echo within ruins of long past.
Dreams remain, as a breath of wind.
Lands of towers and homes, return to nature’s grasp.
History will become myth and truth.
As destruction comes, to reclaim and renewal the world.
The flames burn and turn to ash, once was.
As a bed of grey that turns into green.
Let your dreams, restore your passion.
To live and to find, what you seek.
Ruins of the past, remain as a memory.
Will you repeat or bring about a new future?
Ancient songs, remain as ghosts.
Within the sky, like a light in the cold dark.
A breath of wind, that shall renew.
The charred earth and grey sky.
All shall fade and be reborn.
Open your eyes, for now is time.
Let your dreams remain, within your heart.
As destruction comes, to reclaim and renewal.
And return all to nature’s grasp.
Let us become,
A breath of wind;
Dreams remain, as a breath of wind.
Lands of towers and homes, return to nature’s grasp.
History will become myth and truth.
As destruction comes, to reclaim and renewal the world.
The flames burn and turn to ash, once was.
As a bed of grey that turns into green.
Let your dreams, restore your passion.
To live and to find, what you seek.
Ruins of the past, remain as a memory.
Will you repeat or bring about a new future?
Ancient songs, remain as ghosts.
Within the sky, like a light in the cold dark.
A breath of wind, that shall renew.
The charred earth and grey sky.
All shall fade and be reborn.
Open your eyes, for now is time.
Let your dreams remain, within your heart.
As destruction comes, to reclaim and renewal.
And return all to nature’s grasp.
Let us become,
A breath of wind;
Sunday, May 29, 2016
Artificial, Repeat
Rusted gears, among the silver pieces.
A stark contrast, a cruel contrast.
Forgotten, lay lies and old hatreds.
Behind the cage, sealed away in shadows.
Start to break their bonds.
The new prospers, the old declines.
Hearts become weak and cruel.
Minds forget past teachings.
And let the world slowly fall apart, that may soon shatter.
Artificial souls, clash and intertwine.
With natural born souls, or with each other.
A repeating fate, repeats a dark history.
The trigger lies in the shadows, behind the cage.
As it finally breaks, hell comes.
Once clean hands, are stained red.
Pieces of silver, are scattered like glass.
False words, only leave one broken.
Lies, drag many into shadows.
Hate, destroys everything.
Red, black, silver, bronze, white and grey.
Are scattered like the broken mirror.
Scattered like you, broken like me.
Natural born, your covered in red.
Artificial soul, I’m silver and bronze.
I’m blue, purple, grey.
Shattering.
The metal solders are falling.
The white flag is red.
A skyscraper is rubble.
Their all dead.
Repeating, repeating.
The false words, the lies, the hate.
Is turning all red and bronze.
To a dull grey.
Rusted gears, among the silver pieces.
A stark contrast, a cruel contrast.
Natural born, your gone.
Artificial soul, there is only one left.
Me, I’m alone, waiting.
For green.
Me covered in bronze and purple.
In dull grey.
Alone.
Until the clock is turned back.
Lights fade and shine.
Metal turn silver and bronze.
You’ll fade, I’ll rust.
I’ll turn it white.
I’ll turn it green.
I’ll break everything.
I’ll break myself.
Rusted gears, are time.
That I’ll turn back.
So shall we repeat,
Or start from scratch.
Natural born,
And me, Artificial soul.
Won’t it be quite chaotic, me/you;
A stark contrast, a cruel contrast.
Forgotten, lay lies and old hatreds.
Behind the cage, sealed away in shadows.
Start to break their bonds.
The new prospers, the old declines.
Hearts become weak and cruel.
Minds forget past teachings.
And let the world slowly fall apart, that may soon shatter.
Artificial souls, clash and intertwine.
With natural born souls, or with each other.
A repeating fate, repeats a dark history.
The trigger lies in the shadows, behind the cage.
As it finally breaks, hell comes.
Once clean hands, are stained red.
Pieces of silver, are scattered like glass.
False words, only leave one broken.
Lies, drag many into shadows.
Hate, destroys everything.
Red, black, silver, bronze, white and grey.
Are scattered like the broken mirror.
Scattered like you, broken like me.
Natural born, your covered in red.
Artificial soul, I’m silver and bronze.
I’m blue, purple, grey.
Shattering.
The metal solders are falling.
The white flag is red.
A skyscraper is rubble.
Their all dead.
Repeating, repeating.
The false words, the lies, the hate.
Is turning all red and bronze.
To a dull grey.
Rusted gears, among the silver pieces.
A stark contrast, a cruel contrast.
Natural born, your gone.
Artificial soul, there is only one left.
Me, I’m alone, waiting.
For green.
Me covered in bronze and purple.
In dull grey.
Alone.
Until the clock is turned back.
Lights fade and shine.
Metal turn silver and bronze.
You’ll fade, I’ll rust.
I’ll turn it white.
I’ll turn it green.
I’ll break everything.
I’ll break myself.
Rusted gears, are time.
That I’ll turn back.
So shall we repeat,
Or start from scratch.
Natural born,
And me, Artificial soul.
Won’t it be quite chaotic, me/you;
Wednesday, May 25, 2016
Fire Red
Fire red, burns all to ash.
The red of blood, an omen of sorrow and hate.
A sunset of red, enchants all who gaze upon it.
The red of joy, reminds those of days long past.
Beautiful red, a flower that may have thorns.
Red, a flame.
Destruction or renewal.
Warmth or cruel reality.
Filled with hate and sorrow, it burns.
All in its path, and turns it into ash.
Filled with love and joy, it heals.
Renews the old or a gift of the heart.
Burning red, a curse, a blessing.
A sad repeating history, a stain of cruel hands.
A heart filled with love, a light in the darkness.
Fire red, an eternal flame.
Of sorrow and hate.
Of joy and love.
Burning red of fire, may burn all.
Yet the ash, renews all.
A light that burns, in the cold dark sky.
Fire red, burns all.
An eternal flame, that forever shines.
All to ash, it will return.
Fire red, burn all;
The red of blood, an omen of sorrow and hate.
A sunset of red, enchants all who gaze upon it.
The red of joy, reminds those of days long past.
Beautiful red, a flower that may have thorns.
Red, a flame.
Destruction or renewal.
Warmth or cruel reality.
Filled with hate and sorrow, it burns.
All in its path, and turns it into ash.
Filled with love and joy, it heals.
Renews the old or a gift of the heart.
Burning red, a curse, a blessing.
A sad repeating history, a stain of cruel hands.
A heart filled with love, a light in the darkness.
Fire red, an eternal flame.
Of sorrow and hate.
Of joy and love.
Burning red of fire, may burn all.
Yet the ash, renews all.
A light that burns, in the cold dark sky.
Fire red, burns all.
An eternal flame, that forever shines.
All to ash, it will return.
Fire red, burn all;
Tuesday, May 24, 2016
Upon the Path;
Upon the path, your memory soon fades.
Hearts that forget love become cold, even unfeeling.
May only lead to a sad end.
I follow the fading path, trying to reach you.
This heart filled with love, may forever stay broken.
And one day may, forget kindness and love.
Behind that mask, lies the real you.
Behind the lies, the truth awaits.
A hand stained in red, a hand stained in nothing.
Which is good?
My path, is not yet there.
Your existence, has it already ended?
A new light, cradled in the warm water.
Waits for the day it may shine.
Shadow and light, are merely like day and night.
But yet show the hidden heart and reveal the lost.
In the twilight sky filled with awakening stars.
I forever wander, leaving my footprints behind.
A heart that is filled with love may find a path, an end filled with happiness.
Or may forever wander alone.
Your kind words may hurt, that lie.
Your harsh words may love, a truth.
What is seen, may hide the real.
A chance meeting, may lead somewhere neither thought of.
Or end in sadness.
Upon the path, your memory soon fades.
Like the melting snow.
Upon the path, a memory begins.
Taking root like a seed.
Breaking the gears of a history, that should not repeat.
Blowing away the fog, that blinds hearts and eyes.
Like the pale blue dot, a star in the sky.
We exist, unaware of what could change and what should.
An existence that may forever wander.
An existence has ended, a new one begins.
Like a heart still filled with love ready to break,
This world, a path may end them to soon,
That may break their hearts and leave them cold,
A path that may lead to tomorrow,
Or take them on an unintended journey, that may lead to happiness.
Upon the path;
Hearts that forget love become cold, even unfeeling.
May only lead to a sad end.
I follow the fading path, trying to reach you.
This heart filled with love, may forever stay broken.
And one day may, forget kindness and love.
Behind that mask, lies the real you.
Behind the lies, the truth awaits.
A hand stained in red, a hand stained in nothing.
Which is good?
My path, is not yet there.
Your existence, has it already ended?
A new light, cradled in the warm water.
Waits for the day it may shine.
Shadow and light, are merely like day and night.
But yet show the hidden heart and reveal the lost.
In the twilight sky filled with awakening stars.
I forever wander, leaving my footprints behind.
A heart that is filled with love may find a path, an end filled with happiness.
Or may forever wander alone.
Your kind words may hurt, that lie.
Your harsh words may love, a truth.
What is seen, may hide the real.
A chance meeting, may lead somewhere neither thought of.
Or end in sadness.
Upon the path, your memory soon fades.
Like the melting snow.
Upon the path, a memory begins.
Taking root like a seed.
Breaking the gears of a history, that should not repeat.
Blowing away the fog, that blinds hearts and eyes.
Like the pale blue dot, a star in the sky.
We exist, unaware of what could change and what should.
An existence that may forever wander.
An existence has ended, a new one begins.
Like a heart still filled with love ready to break,
This world, a path may end them to soon,
That may break their hearts and leave them cold,
A path that may lead to tomorrow,
Or take them on an unintended journey, that may lead to happiness.
Upon the path;
Saturday, April 23, 2016
Dream Song or Aisling Amhrán
Within the eternal sleep, what may we find?
Among forgotten dreams.
A gentle lullaby, a song of yesterday.
Among forgotten dreams.
A gentle lullaby, a song of yesterday.
Shall let lost souls finally rest.
Intertwined in the invisible threads of fate, you cry.
As days long gone repeat in your mind and heart.
Voices of our other selves, whisper words.
Of our many thoughts and emotions.
Like a half-forgotten memory, a dream still stays.
In a song, a requiem of once was.
Within sleep, you find peace.
As dreams dance in your mind.
A lullaby of yesterday brings forth tears.
Reminding those of a void left by sorrow and days long gone.
In eternal sleep, will we dream?
In the void unknown.
As we sing a song of our hearts, we fall into rest.
Within this lullaby of yesterday.
A memory replays in the hearts of the lost.
A dream that lets us rest our weary souls.
Among forgotten dreams, shall we meet.
Until they fade into tomorrow.
To once again be thought of.
Let us fall into eternal sleep.
As we sing a song, for our broken hearts.
A lullaby, of memory.
Intertwined in the invisible threads of fate, you cry.
As days long gone repeat in your mind and heart.
Voices of our other selves, whisper words.
Of our many thoughts and emotions.
Like a half-forgotten memory, a dream still stays.
In a song, a requiem of once was.
Within sleep, you find peace.
As dreams dance in your mind.
A lullaby of yesterday brings forth tears.
Reminding those of a void left by sorrow and days long gone.
In eternal sleep, will we dream?
In the void unknown.
As we sing a song of our hearts, we fall into rest.
Within this lullaby of yesterday.
A memory replays in the hearts of the lost.
A dream that lets us rest our weary souls.
Among forgotten dreams, shall we meet.
Until they fade into tomorrow.
To once again be thought of.
Let us fall into eternal sleep.
As we sing a song, for our broken hearts.
A lullaby, of memory.
That shall turn into our dream.
Our dream of song.
Our dream of song.
Tuesday, April 19, 2016
Until, Always
If I could have all my wishes come true, what would change?
If I could have all my dreams become reality, would I change?
Are my wishes and dreams a lie? Or are they truth?
Or is it that am I a lie.
My heart of glass, keeps breaking.
Yet still, it’s here.
My paper wishes, my paper dreams.
Are they only paper?
My fake reality?
Can the world change, can people change, can I?
Is it darkness that is cruel, or is it the light?
I am an outcast, I am a wanderer.
I have those who love me, but… yet it is only a few.
Who truly love me
But do I deserve it?
I still love but my heart still cannot help but hate.
For that is all I seem to see.
I have been watching, I have been listening.
For that is all I can do.
As I watch my world and reality rust away like broken machines.
Then slowly break apart like glass.
Words alone can’t share the pain I feel.
If this world and mine are doomed to disappear and become stardust.
I rather not live to see that day.
For that sad future, is what I wish not to see, that I dream to change.
But I am an outcast, a wanderer.
I love but hurt others.
I love but hate.
I love but weep.
I love and hope to love,
Until I change…
Until I die…
I’ll always love;
If I could have all my dreams become reality, would I change?
Are my wishes and dreams a lie? Or are they truth?
Or is it that am I a lie.
My heart of glass, keeps breaking.
Yet still, it’s here.
My paper wishes, my paper dreams.
Are they only paper?
My fake reality?
Can the world change, can people change, can I?
Is it darkness that is cruel, or is it the light?
I am an outcast, I am a wanderer.
I have those who love me, but… yet it is only a few.
Who truly love me
But do I deserve it?
I still love but my heart still cannot help but hate.
For that is all I seem to see.
I have been watching, I have been listening.
For that is all I can do.
As I watch my world and reality rust away like broken machines.
Then slowly break apart like glass.
Words alone can’t share the pain I feel.
If this world and mine are doomed to disappear and become stardust.
I rather not live to see that day.
For that sad future, is what I wish not to see, that I dream to change.
But I am an outcast, a wanderer.
I love but hurt others.
I love but hate.
I love but weep.
I love and hope to love,
Until I change…
Until I die…
I’ll always love;
Friday, April 1, 2016
Our Dream
Within a dream I live, yet still it is a dream I cannot live.
Like a clock, I’ll keep going until my gears rust away.
I try to wipe away the tears, but my hands won’t move.
Forgotten among the ruins of yesterday, I try to sleep.
In a fake reality, I keep dreaming of tomorrow.
Broken pieces of shattered hopes, lay upon me.
Piercing my heart like a sword, I try to forget the pain.
Your warmth fades as the rain falls, and the tears keep falling.
My voice has rusted away, and my body has become cold.
Like the cold rusted machines, I lay here broken.
As memories of you, replay over and over again.
Bringing emotions of sorrow and happiness to my heart.
Within the dream, I keep living.
Yet it has already ended.
The dream I can no longer live, is gone.
Along with you.
So along with our dream, I lay broken.
Waiting to fall asleep, so I can dream forever.
Of you and me.
Of tomorrow.
Like a clock, I’ll keep going until my gears rust away.
I try to wipe away the tears, but my hands won’t move.
Forgotten among the ruins of yesterday, I try to sleep.
In a fake reality, I keep dreaming of tomorrow.
Broken pieces of shattered hopes, lay upon me.
Piercing my heart like a sword, I try to forget the pain.
Your warmth fades as the rain falls, and the tears keep falling.
My voice has rusted away, and my body has become cold.
Like the cold rusted machines, I lay here broken.
As memories of you, replay over and over again.
Bringing emotions of sorrow and happiness to my heart.
Within the dream, I keep living.
Yet it has already ended.
The dream I can no longer live, is gone.
Along with you.
So along with our dream, I lay broken.
Waiting to fall asleep, so I can dream forever.
Of you and me.
Of tomorrow.
Tuesday, March 15, 2016
Someday;
Who am I? What am I?
Is there a reason why I’m here?
Life, death, why does it exist?
The past feels like a half-forgotten dream.
The future a thought I keep thinking and forgetting.
Today a moment that I may only remember or see.
A dream, reality, what is real, what is not?
Existence, nothingness, what are they exactly?
Right and wrong, what is it?
The changing seasons, a world of our imagination,
A song, a piece of bread,
The earth and sky,
A burning flame, a passing breeze,
My friend, my family,
My enemy, my ally,
Shadow and light,
The sun and moon,
The stars above.
Is it a dream or reality?
My thoughts, my emotions.
My soul, my heart.
What are they?
Who am I?
Time, space.
What is it all?
Everything feels like a dream, when I go into a world of my own.
A reality that watches, that dreams, that knows.
But in the end, is it real?
Why are we alive, why do we die?
Why do we exist, what is nothingness?
Are we merely a concept in time and space?
Are we alone, are we a dream?
Is our life a gift or a curse?
Is death our punishment for some unknown thing or is life?
Who am I? What am I?
Is there a reason why I’m here?
The past my half-forgotten dream.
My future a thought I keep thinking and forgetting.
Today a moment that I may share with another.
This dream or reality.
This life, this existence.
Is there an answer, for every question?
I don’t know, for I am
At this moment, a star,
That is hardly seen or known.
In the eternal sky, among the sea of stars.
And yet I hope, that we may meet,
“Someday… In among the sea of stars.”
“Someday;”
Is there a reason why I’m here?
Life, death, why does it exist?
The past feels like a half-forgotten dream.
The future a thought I keep thinking and forgetting.
Today a moment that I may only remember or see.
A dream, reality, what is real, what is not?
Existence, nothingness, what are they exactly?
Right and wrong, what is it?
The changing seasons, a world of our imagination,
A song, a piece of bread,
The earth and sky,
A burning flame, a passing breeze,
My friend, my family,
My enemy, my ally,
Shadow and light,
The sun and moon,
The stars above.
Is it a dream or reality?
My thoughts, my emotions.
My soul, my heart.
What are they?
Who am I?
Time, space.
What is it all?
Everything feels like a dream, when I go into a world of my own.
A reality that watches, that dreams, that knows.
But in the end, is it real?
Why are we alive, why do we die?
Why do we exist, what is nothingness?
Are we merely a concept in time and space?
Are we alone, are we a dream?
Is our life a gift or a curse?
Is death our punishment for some unknown thing or is life?
Who am I? What am I?
Is there a reason why I’m here?
The past my half-forgotten dream.
My future a thought I keep thinking and forgetting.
Today a moment that I may share with another.
This dream or reality.
This life, this existence.
Is there an answer, for every question?
I don’t know, for I am
At this moment, a star,
That is hardly seen or known.
In the eternal sky, among the sea of stars.
And yet I hope, that we may meet,
“Someday… In among the sea of stars.”
“Someday;”
Monday, March 14, 2016
Oh Rainbow
Oh gentle clam white, cold and silent white,
Oh pure warm white, of new beginnings and ends.
A light in the black darkness.
Oh silent cold black, sad and destructive black
Oh cradling shy black, of endings and new beginnings.
A shadow behind the white light.
Blue, sadness and serenity,
The sea and sky.
Purple, strength and wisdom,
Beauty and evening twilight.
Green, natural and free,
The firm earth and the sprout of new life.
Yellow, joy and excitement,
The sunlight and dear friend.
Orange, warm and playful,
A setting sun and a Halloween pumpkin.
Red, anger and passion,
A burning flame and the color of heroes.
Pink, love and affection,
A young girl’s love and the color of spring flowers.
Brown, reminisce and comfort,
The tree that stands tall and a father’s love.
Grey, reserved and neutral,
The silver ring and skyscrapers.
Oh blue sadness, purple strength and free green,
Joyful yellow, orange warmth and red passion,
Pink love, brown reminisce and neutral grey,
Oh new white and black end.
Oh far away rainbow, will you come back tomorrow?
To begin and end again,
Oh rainbow of my heart?
Oh pure warm white, of new beginnings and ends.
A light in the black darkness.
Oh silent cold black, sad and destructive black
Oh cradling shy black, of endings and new beginnings.
A shadow behind the white light.
Blue, sadness and serenity,
The sea and sky.
Purple, strength and wisdom,
Beauty and evening twilight.
Green, natural and free,
The firm earth and the sprout of new life.
Yellow, joy and excitement,
The sunlight and dear friend.
Orange, warm and playful,
A setting sun and a Halloween pumpkin.
Red, anger and passion,
A burning flame and the color of heroes.
Pink, love and affection,
A young girl’s love and the color of spring flowers.
Brown, reminisce and comfort,
The tree that stands tall and a father’s love.
Grey, reserved and neutral,
The silver ring and skyscrapers.
Oh blue sadness, purple strength and free green,
Joyful yellow, orange warmth and red passion,
Pink love, brown reminisce and neutral grey,
Oh new white and black end.
Oh far away rainbow, will you come back tomorrow?
To begin and end again,
Oh rainbow of my heart?
Tuesday, March 1, 2016
Waiting for You
As everything shatters, as darkness comes.
I’ll be here, waiting for you.
A light in the darkness, praying.
That you’ll find your way.
Even if I cannot be by your side.
If I can no longer feel your warmth.
Do not despair, do not fear.
May you cry, may you remember.
May we feel broken.
As everything fades away, as darkness comes.
I’ll be waiting, praying.
For you, to find your way home.
Through darkness and despair.
Through all the things that will hurt you and block your way.
Stand tall, you can cry, you can smile.
And find happiness once again.
If everything shall shatter and fade.
If the darkness comes.
I hope that my light will guide you home.
Even if my light, becomes a star.
I’ll shine for you, until all ends.
As everything shatters, as darkness comes.
I’ll be here, waiting for you.
Waiting forever, for you my love.
As a light in your shadows, in the darkness.
Forever more, waiting.
For you, my love.
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
The Sky
Beneath the sky, the passing clouds.
I dream of a sky I was once saw.
Beneath the sky, under the moon and stars.
I drift between sleep and reality.
Like the wind, a wish comes and goes.
A happy wish, that leaves sad emotions.
As I watch the clock, I feel sorrow.
As emotions and moments come and go,
I try to hold onto them,
But like air it is both close but also far away.
As the seasons pass, so does time.
Beneath the sky, I wish to fly.
But this fragile heart, will it break?
If I fly.
Will there be a tomorrow worth waiting for?
A past worth remembering?
A sky worth dreaming?
Like fluttering wings,
This heart beats with many emotions.
Weighted down, yet so light.
Beneath the sky, the passing clouds.
I dream of a sky I was once saw.
But it is now reality.
Am I still between sleep and reality?
Will this fragile heart break?
Beneath the many emotions it will feel?
Will it break, like a glass?
If I fly?
Beneath the sky, the passing clouds.
Beneath the sky, under the moon and stars.
Will there be a tomorrow worth waiting for?
A past worth remembering?
Is that sky I dreamed of worth living in?
Will I no longer be beneath the sky I dreamed of?
Will I finally fly,
In that sky?
I dream of a sky I was once saw.
Beneath the sky, under the moon and stars.
I drift between sleep and reality.
Like the wind, a wish comes and goes.
A happy wish, that leaves sad emotions.
As I watch the clock, I feel sorrow.
As emotions and moments come and go,
I try to hold onto them,
But like air it is both close but also far away.
As the seasons pass, so does time.
Beneath the sky, I wish to fly.
But this fragile heart, will it break?
If I fly.
Will there be a tomorrow worth waiting for?
A past worth remembering?
A sky worth dreaming?
Like fluttering wings,
This heart beats with many emotions.
Weighted down, yet so light.
Beneath the sky, the passing clouds.
I dream of a sky I was once saw.
But it is now reality.
Am I still between sleep and reality?
Will this fragile heart break?
Beneath the many emotions it will feel?
Will it break, like a glass?
If I fly?
Beneath the sky, the passing clouds.
Beneath the sky, under the moon and stars.
Will there be a tomorrow worth waiting for?
A past worth remembering?
Is that sky I dreamed of worth living in?
Will I no longer be beneath the sky I dreamed of?
Will I finally fly,
In that sky?
Tuesday, February 16, 2016
Under Spell No Longer or Cacophony Again
Let it fade to ash, as the gears of time burn.
In sorrow, in pain, everything fades.
As the gears rust, I forever dream.
In the blue of the sky, in evening’s red.
The green of tomorrow blooms.
Among the ruins of the clock, of the shattered glass.
I drift to sleep beneath your gaze.
Yet cry as I see your pain.
In black you thrive, in white you fade.
I in white I thrive, in black I fade.
Under spell, we either fade or exist.
Under spell, let it all fade away.
Pain and anger.
The burring sorrow.
Let it all fade to dust and ash.
Let it all turn grey.
Let it all begin again.
Let old dreams, become new.
Let old history, guide us.
Make the clock anew, put the pieces back together.
In twilight, let us dream together.
Let us exist, no longer under spell.
The monster and the angel.
Let them be free.
Let us be free.
In sorrow, in pain, everything fades.
As the gears rust, I forever dream.
In the blue of the sky, in evening’s red.
The green of tomorrow blooms.
Among the ruins of the clock, of the shattered glass.
I drift to sleep beneath your gaze.
Yet cry as I see your pain.
In black you thrive, in white you fade.
I in white I thrive, in black I fade.
Under spell, we either fade or exist.
Under spell, let it all fade away.
Pain and anger.
The burring sorrow.
Let it all fade to dust and ash.
Let it all turn grey.
Let it all begin again.
Let old dreams, become new.
Let old history, guide us.
Make the clock anew, put the pieces back together.
In twilight, let us dream together.
Let us exist, no longer under spell.
The monster and the angel.
Let them be free.
Let us be free.
Sunday, February 14, 2016
Under Spell or Cacophony
Under ancient spell, all shall fade.
Rusted gears, stops the clock.
Old dreams, old beginnings.
In sleep, everything shall fade into eternity's darkness.
Shattering glass the blue of the sky, becomes the red of the evening sun.
Under spell of time, all shall turn to dust.
Forgotten memories, heart's emotion.
Broken gears, the clock is done.
Old history, new pages.
Shattering glass the red of the evening sun, becomes the purple of shadow.
Blue the night sky, green the new beginnings.
Under new spell, all will soon begin and end.
In red, ash,
The rusted gears, fade into dust.
In blue, the sky and sea.
New dreams, new beginnings.
In green, tomorrow.
In one's heart, nothing is forgotten.
In purple, the shadow of yesterday.
Under ancient spell, all shall fade.
In shadow, the monster.
In light, the angel.
In black, burning sorrow, anger.
In white, a song of joy, peace.
The monster, the angel.
Under ancient spell, one shall either fade or continue.
Or together exist.
Under spell, shall the world exist.
Rusted gears, stops the clock.
Old dreams, old beginnings.
In sleep, everything shall fade into eternity's darkness.
Shattering glass the blue of the sky, becomes the red of the evening sun.
Under spell of time, all shall turn to dust.
Forgotten memories, heart's emotion.
Broken gears, the clock is done.
Old history, new pages.
Shattering glass the red of the evening sun, becomes the purple of shadow.
Blue the night sky, green the new beginnings.
Under new spell, all will soon begin and end.
In red, ash,
The rusted gears, fade into dust.
In blue, the sky and sea.
New dreams, new beginnings.
In green, tomorrow.
In one's heart, nothing is forgotten.
In purple, the shadow of yesterday.
Under ancient spell, all shall fade.
In shadow, the monster.
In light, the angel.
In black, burning sorrow, anger.
In white, a song of joy, peace.
The monster, the angel.
Under ancient spell, one shall either fade or continue.
Or together exist.
Under spell, shall the world exist.
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Intertwine
As sad fates intertwine, bonds unbroken are made.
Wings of paper float on the wind as they fly away from sight.
Within the sky, the stars form pictures that catch our imaginations.
As tomorrow comes, two hands hold.
In yesterday's fading light, memories begin to bloom.
In your hands, are seeds of the future.
As sad fates meet, tears and smiles come and go.
Like the seasons, like the clouds above.
Your paper wings, are like a blank canvas.
A piece of paper to send our dreams and wishes on.
As sad fates intertwine, hearts become one.
As they meet bonds unbroken are made as tears and smiles come and go.
If we should meet again, then not all is sad.
If we cannot meet once again, if we say goodbye.
I hope we meet again, in another life.
As our sad fates intertwine.
Wings of paper float on the wind as they fly away from sight.
Within the sky, the stars form pictures that catch our imaginations.
As tomorrow comes, two hands hold.
In yesterday's fading light, memories begin to bloom.
In your hands, are seeds of the future.
As sad fates meet, tears and smiles come and go.
Like the seasons, like the clouds above.
Your paper wings, are like a blank canvas.
A piece of paper to send our dreams and wishes on.
As sad fates intertwine, hearts become one.
As they meet bonds unbroken are made as tears and smiles come and go.
If we should meet again, then not all is sad.
If we cannot meet once again, if we say goodbye.
I hope we meet again, in another life.
As our sad fates intertwine.
Sunday, January 31, 2016
Sad Fate
If I could change an already decided fate,
What would change, what would be the same?
Will the peaceful days continue to go by?
Or will the days bring tears instead?
Will I see the person I've always known,
Or will I see the person that was really there?
There are some monsters we can fight against, while...
There ones we can't.
The time we have with our loved ones,
Is so fleeting compared to the vastness of time.
Our memories will fade over time,
The moments we have now may never happen again.
The emotions will feels, our mistakes and accomplishments,
The people we meet, the people we see go.
All of it, will be a memory not all will share.
A moment that won't always be remembered.
If there's one fate we all share,
Is that we're all born,
And that we all die.
It maybe sad, but that is the truth.
Nothing was truly meant to last for eternity.
Fate, everything,
Is strange.
And fate,
Cannot be easily changed.
So instead I will accept what cannot be changed,
And accept what can.
What would change, what would be the same?
Will the peaceful days continue to go by?
Or will the days bring tears instead?
Will I see the person I've always known,
Or will I see the person that was really there?
There are some monsters we can fight against, while...
There ones we can't.
The time we have with our loved ones,
Is so fleeting compared to the vastness of time.
Our memories will fade over time,
The moments we have now may never happen again.
The emotions will feels, our mistakes and accomplishments,
The people we meet, the people we see go.
All of it, will be a memory not all will share.
A moment that won't always be remembered.
If there's one fate we all share,
Is that we're all born,
And that we all die.
It maybe sad, but that is the truth.
Nothing was truly meant to last for eternity.
Fate, everything,
Is strange.
And fate,
Cannot be easily changed.
So instead I will accept what cannot be changed,
And accept what can.
Tuesday, January 12, 2016
Stars
The stars,
Have watched over many things since their beginning.
Their life seems eternal, yet they too die.
Life,
Is both a blessing and a curse.
Death,
Is both an end and a beginning.
Things are remembered,
Things are forgotten.
What is destiny, what is my destiny?
What is fate, what is my fate?
Why was I born, why am I alive?
What am I, who am I meant to be, what is my purpose in this life, in this world?
What is life, why do I cry and smile, why do I hate and love, what is death?
What is a spirit, what is a soul, what is a heart, why do I have one, do I have one?
Why do I have a voice, why can I think, why I’m I here?
What is destiny, what I’m I, what is a heart, what is life, why was I born?
We may never know,
All the truths we wish to find.
Time is a mystery,
Space a world alien to us,
An endless sky of stars.
The stars,
Have watched over many things since their beginning.
Like them everything, this pale blue dot.
May no longer be here, maybe will be too.
At this moment many things are happening here and beyond our blue planet.
Sad, happy, funny, scary, cute, embarrassing, dreamlike, painful, angry, unbelievable, wonderful, sentimental, and more that can't be said with words alone.
What is destiny, what is fate?
Why am I alive?
Is something we all may never know or not meant to be known.
All we can do is live and continue on.
For all may one day be gone.
Life,
Is both a blessing and a curse.
Death,
Is both an end and a beginning.
Yesterday is gone,
Today will come and go,
Tomorrow is unknown,
I'll I can hope for is this...
Sunday, January 10, 2016
A Flickering Flame
A flickering flame of a dragon's heart, glows a warm gentle light.
Tears of sorrow trickle down, as memories of times long forgotten.
Echo within the burning flames.
In deep slumber twilight dreams of a requiem, a prayer.
The shattering pieces of time fade away.
Tears of sorrow trickle down, as memories of times long forgotten.
Echo within the burning flames.
In deep slumber twilight dreams of a requiem, a prayer.
The shattering pieces of time fade away.
As they touch the endless sky of stars.
Songs of long past echo in the peresent.
A song to fill the void of loneliness of the future.
A flickering flame of a dragon's heart burns.
As its tears of sorrow trickle down into fire's raging flames.
As its tears of sorrow trickle down into fire's raging flames.
In the end of destruction, in fallen ashes of the charred earth.Though embraced by shadow, a single seed sprouts.
Like a light in the darkness, to cut through the sorrow of a heart.
In the rain, the fallen snow, in the ashes.
All starts anew.
For a flickering flame of a dragon's heart, the light glows gentle and warm once again.
The light of a heart's flickering flame.
Like a light in the darkness, to cut through the sorrow of a heart.
In the rain, the fallen snow, in the ashes.
All starts anew.
For a flickering flame of a dragon's heart, the light glows gentle and warm once again.
The light of a heart's flickering flame.
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