Recollection
Seconds become ours
You
I
Conjoined
Gave
And given
Slowly riding
Course unforgotten
Our road less driven
We never meant this
Stopped
Dead at tracks
Guilt ridden
Hope searching
Blind loving
Before us
Stole, a place of worth
Life living purpose with seeing
Us.
Fallen
Concrete. Swollen
Bruised Loving
Unconditionally open
Yet taken
A Void.
Of social living
Rules. Limits. Creation
Golden
You were life.
Emotions misplaced
Ashamed
My secret
My sanity
The We. in Us
To get her
Magic
Chaos
Esctacy
Raw.
Lust
All or nothing
Below
Or average
Drowning
Priceless
But Worth something
Trust fall
Last seconds past hours
Claimed passion
Was it to be
Truth. Strong. Unity. In All
Chosen,
Never broken
Tainted poison.
A desired fear
Love.
We had it.
Together forever
We never broken
Living in dreams
Always forgotten
False reality
Lived daily
Memories.
Won't escape me
The fall
Best lived on repeat.
Love at the purest
After the miss me
Concrete swollen
Time worked
Loved.
Blessed
Nothing
We. us
Now
You
Dead
Tracks love train
Smashed and recapping
Gave borrowed love
Became
Ashamed
My secret
My sanity
the raw, the ecstasy
Mine.
You were.
Seconds became ours.
To
Past
Never forgetting
Despite all
The fall
Concrete swollen.
Showing posts with label concrete. Show all posts
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Monday, October 5, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
FindYourLightInDarkness
I loves to be among light and observe darkness, life is learning to be stuck w in (surrounded by ) darkness and admiring light enough to change settings....
Setting boundaries, trying not to cross invisible lines, where the light shines only momentarily...darkness makes you appreciate the qualities of light... Yet what if it shines too bright...blurring visions, so one would rather love in the dark... and feel it
…The illusion is born in shadows that smile, warming cold souls luke, side effects come from too much light beyond the scope of others. Love in the dark can never be complete, having fallen during day on concrete that called my name in my sleep, how could it be justified to not be, it’s a constant relief. Lights out would simply minimize the opportunities .Among brightness you are able to notice things that have gone foreseen...
Yet seeing is not always believing, light creates shadows and they produce illusions...noticing only the fragments of one’s self... So maybe it has nothing to do with lights or being in the dark...simply with how one chooses to be seen. So I'll being a flashlight…
A flashlight. Controlled by self limitations... Beaming when thought decides, and time permits, but what about when I run out of batteries?
Umm that's when I flip on the lights
Setting boundaries, trying not to cross invisible lines, where the light shines only momentarily...darkness makes you appreciate the qualities of light... Yet what if it shines too bright...blurring visions, so one would rather love in the dark... and feel it
…The illusion is born in shadows that smile, warming cold souls luke, side effects come from too much light beyond the scope of others. Love in the dark can never be complete, having fallen during day on concrete that called my name in my sleep, how could it be justified to not be, it’s a constant relief. Lights out would simply minimize the opportunities .Among brightness you are able to notice things that have gone foreseen...
Yet seeing is not always believing, light creates shadows and they produce illusions...noticing only the fragments of one’s self... So maybe it has nothing to do with lights or being in the dark...simply with how one chooses to be seen. So I'll being a flashlight…
A flashlight. Controlled by self limitations... Beaming when thought decides, and time permits, but what about when I run out of batteries?
Umm that's when I flip on the lights
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