epiphany #1

i never feel lonely. not until i meet all the happy people in the world. all the people in love. you can see it in their eyes, that there's someone thinking of them at that very minute. that they're thinking of of someone. i had that. and it went away. i thought i had it again. just a thought. as fleeting as that one thought.

i was wrong. just as i am with most of the things that go through my my mind. it's one of the curses of having an overactive imagination, a proclivity to the romantic, and a soft heart. i fall hard! every time! no matter how many times.

unfortunately, i'm part of the clan that believes that love conquers all. beneath the cold, sometimes flippant exterior, i'd really like to have someone, just one person who thinks of me more than anyone else. selfish as it may be, that's how it is. i personally don't think it's too much for ask for. cos i'm willing to give that much.

but it seems like that just isn't enough. thats just too bad...

disturbed

i wake to an empty street
with grime and dirt and empty carts
i open my eyes and look within
the crusts of tears, of mornings past

the darkness fights it’s impending doom
and the sun struggles to find it’s place
the rain comes in thundering sheets
and lightening across the sky does trace

as the lights of heaven streak
in neon blues and sparkling whites
i think about the sound of peace
and what heaven must be like

i wake up to the sound of storm
a graceful morn, a graceless place
and the morning seems so far away
like a distant shore, a nameless face

end of night

tender is the night with its velvet sky,
with diamonds for stars where promises lie.
tender is the first light of dawn,
as black bleeds red to an unseen morn.

wisp

Drift way upon the swell
Of sleep, and its shimmering veil
Will shroud you in its fragile shell
‘Til the misty night doth fail

Tomorrow

A bird flew quietly across the night sky
Leaving a trail but none could see
Of tears and stars and moon beam bars
To the warmer climes by the summer sea