I saw Nostalgia today.
She was sitting cross-legged
In the room she's always in
Waiting, with a smile.
I walked up to her
And she stood up and wrapped me in hug.
I lay my head on her shoulder
As she whispered in my ears,
My skin tingled and my eyes teared up.
When she was through she sent me my way with a kiss.
It was as usual.....a painful experience.
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Broken crayons still colour
But what if the pieces are too small to hold
Too blunt to use
Would they still colour?
Broken crayons still colour
What if the pieces roll under a chair
Too heavy to move
Won't you stop painting?
Broken crayons still colour
But then it breaks again
And again
Till nothing is left
Yes broken crayons may still colour
But they'd paint only horror
Pain, regret, a broken heart
But still.........art.
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Dancing tree I tried dancing like you.
I had no rhythm,poise or skill.
I tripped over my own feet
Hands flailing with no coordination
I tried to let the wind take the lead,
But I've never been able to allow myself be led.
I tried to do your gentle sway,
But it came out an awkward array of jerky movements.
I aimed to portray the deep sadness I was feeling,
But instead of a ballerina's graceful movements,
I shew instead a clown's comical performance,
Yet again masking my sorrow in laughs.
Dancing tree
I tried dancing free,
Dancing tree
Perhaps something's wrong with me.-
On this journey called life,
I see people helping themselves.
They help each other get up,
help each other get over the occasional bumps found on the way,
They even take turns carrying each other piggyback style.
They laugh together,
cry together,
eat together,
starve together.
By sharing everything,
the journey doesn't seem so........ bad?
However when they invite me so I can share my burden too
I turn my back
Because
I walk alone.
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Hiding the pain
Becomes a little easier
Every other time
But..........
it comes at a price
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the voices in my head that haunt me
the whisper of images that I strain to see
It's the disappointed sigh I make
Remembering all the smiles and laughs I had to fake
It's the sound of my keypad as I typed that last word
Trying to recall every thing at night I ever heard.-
And if you love me
Only because I love you
Is that love?
And if you kiss me
Only because I kiss you
Is that deceit?
And if you touch me
Only because I touch you
Is that real?
And if you read this
Only because I wrote it
What do I call that?-
Hey baby
It's me again
Letting you know
You drive me insane
Lemme tell you tho
You're love flows into my soul
Sealing off all the little holes
Your lips glides over my own
Sending lighting through nerves and bones.
Your head lays on my chest
As your mouth whispers "you're the best"
Your smile turns my brain potty
And makes my tummy all knotty.
I'll say it again
You drive me insane.-
There is nothing heavier
Than a soul
Burdened with untold truths
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