We walk around,
But you don't notice us.
We talk everyday,
But you don't hear us.
We are around you every second,
But you don't see us.
We touch the world,
But you don't care about us.
We are your friends,
But you don't know us.
We are the same,
But you are different from us.
We weren't there,
But then you saw us.
I was the page you bookmarked but didn't re read it!
Your cologne still lingers in the room.
Your suit cuffs are still in the drawer,
as I open it , tear makes it way.
These walls murmur in my ears,
in your hoarse voice.
Your diary, describing me in every way,
as rose fossils hurriedly fall down.
I was in love with a writer,
who made me immortal
on his pages by withering
away himself.
Lifted by the breeze, flutter, whirling past the trees,
I watch a little leaf fly on over your head.
If you are near to me, maybe someday we will see
That sadness and misery will vanish in the sky.
I should have said what I couldn't say
About meeting you that autumn's day.
The love that bloomed while all else is dead,
Paints the memories behind my eyes
Stumbling blind, I start to make my way,
I fall behind, as dark dissolves the day.
Here, down on the ground, filled with sighs
Lips covered with the thing that I didn't say
"Red leaves begun to fade that day"
My longing for you weakens my heart
All the birds are silent as we grow apart
Will you leave me to my destiny
Will you come and find me
I spell your name in fear to remember
Scared to feel thorns in my pulse, burning rush
Your radiate face is more than a figment
Yet, impossible to touch
Mother,why didn't I kiss your hands everyday
Do you hear my prayers mother, they are all for you
I send them every morning with drops of dew
What words can do, when my all is still so few
You are here, when it rains on those hills above
When I imagine your laugh and feel your love
When the pink clouds come by, stand by and pass
You are here when my heart is a pile of shattered glass
I'm wasting away.
This disease is destroying me,
I know you'll be there to welcome me.
It started after you left.
My heart and chest constrict at the thought of you,
or is it the disease that causes it?
I can no longer tell.
Thoughts of death fill my mind.
Thoughts of my death;
thoughts of yours.
Time is trivial now.
I'm dying;
it's killing me from the inside out.
I'm coming to find you,
meet me by the gates.
With one glance you held me captive.
Your stunning blue eyes shone brighter than lightning,
your heartbeat drums in my ear,
your breaths shallow as I run my thumb across your knuckles.
Even now I can still your voice,
your shadow haunts my days.
Every day I can feel you, hear you,
yet you linger just beyond the fringes of my vision.
You're gone,
and I don't know what I'm supposed to do.
You were my sun.
My world revolved around you,
but the sun has burst.
You were my moon; the light in my darkness,
but the moon no longer shines,
and all I'm left with is the stars.
The sky is such a pretty color
It reminds me a lot of my ex lover
In the day it stays real bright
But all it's doing is hiding the night
I thought he loved me
But I just didn't see
It was I
Who was way up high
In the clouds
Bright and loud
But at night you see some twinkles
Just like those cute little winkles
Everytime I look up at the sky
Each star feels like another lie
The lies that he told
When we were 21 years old
Throughout my life I have met so many people that mean so much to me.
But how is it that I always end up ruining everything I meet or touch.
I've been hurt by my most important people so many times.
Over and over again.
To the point where I turn numb and everything is just dark.
Where my tears no longer come when I want them to.
Now.
I can no longer cry.
And I can no longer feel.
you proved me wrong,
i messed it up
it hurts like hell
never knew I was the one...
you proved me wrong,
i tried to hold it up
long before I even knew
we had already fallen apart...
I knew the flames would come
In the night they always do
Engulfing the frozen vessel
That my soul has moved into.
The ice is numbing
Yet distant to the touch
Unable to escape
The fire's inevitable clutch.
The walls begin to crumble
Yet the numb vessel remains
Under the heats of the flames
So distant. So unfazed.
Walls of a life long forgotten
Everything I have ever made
Succumbing to the flames
Any single thing that made me happy
I start to cry for the one I lost, tears thick yet delicate like early morning mist.
As if sensing my pain, the moonbeams become dusty and weak as the moon mourns with me.
It too understanding the feeling of a lost love, like being choked with silk, dying slowly, but revelling in the soft, lingering touch.