Tag Archive: fate


Platitudes

“One day when you wake it will just be gone”
So I waited and prayed for that day to come
It seemed like forever would never come true
But now I look back I’ve moved on from you
I don’t know when nor how long since you left
Was only reminded by your name on my breath
I guess after all the platitude held
And one by one the delusions fell
So now when I wake you are no longer there
As real,as memory, as fate or as care

Choices

 

 

Choices choices choices

None made

None kept

None known

Choices choices choices

One step

One loss

One home

Choices choices choices

Too soon

Too far

Too hard

Choice choices choices

All gone

All left

All scared

Too Long In The Dark

I wanted to believe
That hope didn’t lie
I was never deceived
True love couldn’t die
And for all my failings
Though I know I’m blind
That smile sent me sailing
But that smile isn’t mine
In a second I was torn
Not in choice but in torment
I saw my hope as forlorn
What still remained of fate spent
So what then is left to say
When ones dreams are broken on rocks
And no matter how hard you pray
Your face will not hide the shock
Left alone just too long in the dark
What sparks now and then never makes flame
And though we may reminisce about the start
It seems that time will never come again

stolen hours

Did it show or was I able to hide

Beneath the laughter behind the smile

Neither forced or in anyway untrue

A feeling I know well when I’m with you

The moment my heart broke in agonising pain

A moment I would live a thousand times again

It was always a folly of my own invention

A pain I caused so will never mention

A scream that deafened contained in my head

Threatened to overwhelm refused to relent

Ignored by shear will shut down at its source

To enjoy the hours that long consumed my thoughts

I have never known such a smile and eyes that laugh

Able to lift my soul in an instant obliterate any shadows I feel cast

For those hours I would sacrifice all

Without thinking I would happily fall

Because at its core I know only this

Those stolen hours are a granted wish

 

 

My Butterfly

 

They’re other people words
Or the stories they write
Yet louder than any siren
They intrude on my life

I hear their thoughts
And what I see is you
I wish they were mine
I wish they were new

What I can pen
Never seems to compare
Always lacking that feeling
Missing that dare

So I listen and imagine
And from there I yet try
To pen the words that I hear
When stolen by my butterfly