Thursday, December 29, 2011

I waited

The nights I waited
For your call
You were busy
Waiting for my call

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

A Dream In Smoke

You're just a dream
Drifting in my vision
A wraith made of smoke
Of the days I've worshiped you

I am watching you move
On every curve
On every shade of skin

I forgot to breathe
My heart just skipped a beat
Are you even real?
Or just a memory?

No one will ever know
No one can understand
Because you are my dream
Mine alone

Sunday, December 18, 2011

Discarded Thoughts

Strewn all over the place
Are my discarded thoughts
My would've been, could've been
My haves and have nots.

My dreams and nightmares
All wrapped in silver snares
Sympathy and jealous stares
Thrown over the chairs

There is dust of failure on the floor
A drop of blood stalls the door
No one knocks on it anymore
Maybe they do, I am not sure

These discarded thoughts make so much noise
I can choose, I always have a choice
Still, in my head there is a voice
Saying these thoughts are her toys

So, I heed to the need
When she commands, I bleed
Thoughts all over her floors
My bones on her doors

One vord, vodka.

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

The Music

There was a hole in her soul
From which the music leaked out
Like blood from an open wound
She sat in her silence
Staring outside into
For something
To make her soul jump from her body
And declare
From her self inflicted prison
She wanted to be 
She wanted to dance
But the music had leaked out of her soul