Monday, 12 August 2013

Faded colour

It rises like bile, the anger in my veins. 
It takes my breath away, takes me away from me,  but I choose it over pain.

Weaved words in smoke, I fill my lungs to breathe, out towards a place I long to be. In forgotten thoughts of what should never have been.

I leapt into a dream that twisted into dark, there but not a threat until i called it to my heart. I played my part, i played along, i have myself to blame and now i fight with every breath to find the color again.





Friday, 2 August 2013

Fickle heart

And when you find your thoughts alone and at peace 
You wonder about fears that may come to be

You've loved without question only to hurt
Known without doubt only to forget

Changed in an instant as life unfolds
Only to question which heart to behold

The mind will perceive 
The heart will determine
The way to all that is uncertain