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8:36 AM - a new direction for my writing...
Current mood: artistic
Category: Writing and Poetry
A Warmed heart Your voice touches my soul… Making love to my eardrums… As you slip within my soul… Tearing at my heart… As your grasp pulls me in… Falling further… Faster than ever… I'm holding onto something… From further than my grasp… Would ever allow before… I'm dreaming of ways… To make my emotions known… Just waiting for the day… When I can carry you away… From all of this… My hand shakes as I reach for yours… Nervousness takes over my heart… Afraid of the mistakes I may make… Longing to know… Conclusions… Of the way this path we travel leads… I've never been a patient person… But I'm holding onto hope… Once again… Waiting for a sign to show me… To lead me… In the direction that brings me to you… I've never wanted to plan for something… Quite like I want to at this moment… And this urge overtakes me… And I feel the desire rising… Smiles fight to my face… Blocked from sunlight… For so long… If I could… I would climb the highest mountain… Just to scream my heart out to the sun… I would lasso the moon just to drag it to your window… Hoping my words could seduce the stars to follow… And hold you as they danced outside your bedroom… Until the morning sun decided to rise… If I could make you smile… I would do whatever it takes… To bring a small bit of happiness… To warm your beating heart… All the while hoping… At some point… In some time… At some place… The very heart I'm trying to warm… Someday… Would beat… For me…
Impossibility Impossible… A word echoes within my head… Much like all my dreams… I'm fighting the impossibility… Of this reality… Hoping to find clarity… In the beauty of your eyes… Searching for the signs… Lost within the words… As they fall… Gracefully from your lips… Picking up the pieces as… They rest on the ground… Impossibility… Possibly… The hardest… To stay patient… And keep my fist clenched… Around hope and desires… The other clenched… Around love and dreams... My walls fell… And my energy is going… To put them back… Up… So as not to ruin… Something… That someday could… Undoubtedly be… Undoubtedly wonderful… This is not a Love poem This is not a love poem… It's not meant to win your heart… But simply release mine… To your arms ever so gracefully… This is my attempt to show you… How much you mean to me… I can't change the past… For you or me… But I'd like to help you forget… I wish for the chance… To take you away… From all your fears… To all you desire… I've never wanted a future… Quite like I do right now… Maybe this is me dreaming… Another impossible dream… But I've found new hope… Nestled between your bright eyes… And shining smile… I wish my words made sense… But I feel they don't do my heart justice… I'm hanging on your every word… Knocking on the door… Begging for you to let me in… If only for a moment… If only revealing small pieces… I want to know you… Everything about you… I could never judge you… For anything less than you are… Amazing… In my eyes… In my heart… You think I'm crazy… But I can't help my heart… I fought for so long… To bottle up… Not revealing myself to a soul… You came in… And my walls collapsed… I can't close myself off from you… Even though I've tried… You cannot force love… And I don't want this to be… Us… Trying to force something that's not there… So patiently I wait… Sorting through life's messes… Wondering if someday… I'll be able to prove my love… Or will it simply die with me? This wasn't supposed to be a love poem… But I've fallen…. And as I never saw it coming… I never saw this becoming… Exactly what it wasn't supposed to be… This is a love poem… You hold my heart… And I don't want it back… Because as much as I hate to admit… It's safer in your hands… Than it could ever be in mine… My self destructive pattern… Is coming to an end… For better or worse… I hope at least a small part of me… Remains intact… And I hope time… Reveals new hope… For you… For me… Happiness… Wherever that may lead… This is… Exactly what I hate… A cheesy love poem… Vulnerability… At it's best… Desire… At it's worst… Dreams… Without sleep… Me… Without you…
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Hours
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Funeral for a Friend
Release date: 14 June, 2005
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