Showing posts with label 2019. Show all posts
Showing posts with label 2019. Show all posts

Saturday, August 31, 2019

Set Me Free

“I’m scared, terrified,”
“It’s hard to breathe.”
“It’s hard to feel,”
“I’m scared,”
“I’m afraid I’ll never-”
“I’ll never be able to live;”
This heart of mine,
Feels like glass.
Reality, my curse.
Dreams, my escape.
I’m caught,
Tangled and lost,
Among the threads.
Within myself.
Please, tell me,
That this is all a dream.
The forget-me-nots,
Remind me,
The falling leaves,
Brings me back.
I’m stuck,
I’m lost.
I’m scared,
I’ll never be-
This heart of mine,
Feels like glass.
My body,
A cage.
Reality, my curse.
Dreams, my escape.
I don’t know,
Who I am any more.
Why?
I’m scared, terrified,
It’s hard to breath.
It’s hard to feel,
I’m scared,
I’m afraid I’ll never-
I’ll never be able to live;
Please someone,
Tell me it will be alright.
That I’ll find my way,
Out of this tangled mess,
That is my heart.
Please, tell me,
That this is all a dream.
The forget-me-nots,
Remind me,
The falling leaves,
Brings me back.
To what I wish to forget,
What I wish not to be.
Please,
Make it stop.
This pain in my chest,
This fear,
The want to disappear.
“I’m scared, terrified,”
“It’s hard to breathe.”
“It’s hard to feel,”
“I’m scared,”
“I’m afraid I’ll never live.”
“Please,”
“Set me free;”

Wednesday, June 5, 2019

Chapter Three: Never-ending/I Remember, I Recall

“From a star’s death comes life,”
“From its remains a world shall be born.”
“Time shall give its start,”
“While space a place in the vast sky.”
“Let earth be the foundation,”
“Water the giver and thief.”
“While fire brings destruction and rebirth,”
“As wind brings freedom and chance.”
“Light shall be the sun and guide the day,”
“Darkness the moon that heralds the unknown.”
“The spirits watch and reminiscence,”
“As the dragons guard life’s fragility.”
“Forevermore…


I remember, I recall,
In this sleep the past.
The words once nearly forgotten,
Until a name of flowers remind me.
To not forget,
To always remember.


I remember, I recall,
Next to your sleeping form.
The words I nearly forgot,
Until I heard a voice that remind me.
To not forget,
To always remember.


That your wish,
Your hope and prayer,
May come true.

To let go and live,
To find belonging,
To not be alone,
To have a place to call home.

I wandered because…
I searched because…
Of a hope, a wish.
Of a hope, a dream.
Which brought me to you.

When will you awake?
When will I awake?
For I want to speak,
I want to know you.


I remember, I recall,
Those words from the past,
A story that tells-


My fate, your fate-
My fate, your fate-
Are intertwined.

When did I-
How did I-
How did you-
When did you-
Know?
But were we always?


I remember, I recall,
From a dream, next to you.
The words we nearly forgot,

Until a name of flowers remind me.
Until I heard a voice that remind me.
To not forget,
That we will always be-


“From a star’s death comes life,”
“From its remains a world shall be born.”
“Time shall give its start,”
“While space a place in the vast sky.”
“Let earth be the foundation,”
“Water the giver and thief.”
“While fire brings destruction and rebirth,”
“As wind brings freedom and chance.”
“Light shall be the sun and guide the day,”
“Darkness the moon that heralds the unknown.”
“The spirits watch and reminiscence,”
“As the dragons guard life’s fragility.”
“Forevermore the cycle continues,”
“Intertwining fates.”
“As the stars watch and weave a story,”
“A story never-ending;”


To be Continued…

Friday, May 24, 2019

Chapter Two: Your Distant Voice

“By fate’s design, the stars forever weave a story.”
“As they watch the world below.”
“I wish to ask if you are real,”
“That distant voice within my dreams.”
“A song that lights a gentle flame,”
“That gives me hope.
“A reason to search,”
“A reason to find you.”

In this land I call home,
I have not belonged.
Yet here I stay,
For by chance one night had a dream,
And heard a voice.
So distant yet close.
Echoing within a song,
A lullaby, a wish.
Ringing so clear and pure,
Within my mind,
Within my heart.
It sparks a flame of hope,
A want to search.
For the song’s source,
It's voice.
In this land I call home,
I now wander.
Seeking, searching,
Yet still not belonging,
Still not wanted.
But still the song beckons me to search,
To wander this vast land.
Through endless fields of green,
Over mountains of white,
From forest old, to oceans of blue.
I shall continue to search,
For the song’s source,
It's voice.
Echoing within a song,
A lullaby, a wish.
Ringing so clear and pure,
Within my mind,
Within my heart.
Giving strength to the flame,
The hope I hold onto.
As the stars watch above,
And watch my story be told.
As it helps guides me through this land,
This land I wander,
Seeking, searching.
Till by chance one night I heard a voice,
So distant yet close.
So clear, so pure,
It felt like a dream.
Quick was the blade of silver,
Bathed in flames that burned away the monsters.
The creatures that clawed at the source,
My reason for coming so far.
There you were,
The voice that echoed within a song,
A lullaby, a wish.
That sparked a flame of hope,
A want to search.
For a place I would belong,
For you.
“By fate’s design, the stars forever weave a story.”
“As they watch the world below.”
“I once wished to ask if you were real,”
“That distant voice within my dreams.”
“A song that lit a gentle flame,”
“That gave me hope.”
“A reason to find you.”
“And now here we are,”
“Two fates, two lives,”
“Brought together and intertwined.”
“Now and forever more.”

To be Continued…

Sunday, February 24, 2019

Weaving Thoughts, Dancing Memories

Upon the white my memories dance,
Weaving my thoughts into a flurry of scattered emotions,
That slowly begin to tear at me.
With a silver blade in hand,
I dance upon the white.
As I try to hold onto my hope,
The light that forever shines within the darkness.
Though cursed my heart still hopes,
Even as the silver blade is stained red.
All that was once locked away,
Begins to dance upon the white.
Weaving my thoughts into a single one,
While the sadness grasps at my fragile heart.
I dance upon the white,
Lost with the storm my heart,
My memories have created.
Upon the white my memories dance,
Weaving my thoughts into a flurry of scattered emotions,
That slowly begin to tear at me.
With a silver blade in hand,
I dance upon the white.
As I try to hold onto my hope,
The light that forever shines within the darkness.
As I try to free myself,
From the curse that I have made.
The darkness I nearly gave into,
And became.
As my memories dance with the falling white,
My emotions are weaved into a single one.
A hope, a light,
That I have held onto,
Since it all began;