I am Lavender as a supple scent,
Periwinkle as the twilight sky,
Turquoise as the clearest ocean,
Magenta as whatever my heart desires,
Blue, green, yellow, orange, red, crimson, gold, mahogany, silver
And it is asking for him
but…
As the paint is chipped from the surface
You see without hazed vision
You hear without the sounds stifled
And he seeks that which is bound
Trapped between these walls
Struggling to push out my burdens
And lay them waste deep on the floor
So that they may not consume me
However, the world is becoming bleaker by the second
And soon the tears will be running
Down my face falling into a pool of shear disappointment
I was not yet ready for this appointment with reality
I was not yet ready to face me and the things that lye dormant
The fear……..….the regret………..the torment
Of knowin you feel me
But with me you cannot be wholehearted
Instead I Get Pieces.....
Of a broken past, these pieces from a mending heart
Trying to fix a puzzle that I didn’t start, didn’t ask to finish
But I digress, you see I'm trying not to stress
I just need to release before I let my love for you damage me
And make me incapable of falling in love with you
What do you do when your emotions are chocked up
And all you see is the dark tunnel,
no light….no sight……just black………how do you get back to
That happy place, that excited state,
where the world was your playground
and it didn’t take much for it to turn and go round
How do you get back without becoming a victim of your own demise?
I need some where to put all the baggage because
with each God forsaken decrepit day
Im feeling the saggage of love lost and relationships spoiled
Your mind is your greatest weapon and your path to destruction
You reap what you think.
And my mind is not in the greatest condition right now
So instead of Lavender scents and periwinkle skies
Its more dead puppies and gray scale rainbows
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