SERVES ME RIGHT

How did I not see this coming?

Could I really have gone so blind?

Serves me right to have to pay this price

For letting my heart rule over my mind

Every time you hit me was always the last

Your blows were quick, your apologies as fast

Angry glaring eyes soon ruefully downcast

I’d believe you every time, put it all in the past

Serves me right to have to pay this price

For letting my heart rule over my mind

That black leather belt we bought together

Would sting my skin as you bruised it tender

The blows would keep coming in harder and harder

Till my body gave up, my spirit surrendered

I‘d wake up the next day; and oh the pain

But you’d kiss it away and teary eyed explain,

“It’s not me when I’m angry, I just go insane”

I’d believe it when you’d say, “It’ll never happen again”

Serves me right to have to pay this price

For letting my heart rule over my mind

Laughing a moment ago, we now argue

A slap comes soon, and then a punch too

But it’s different tonight; the gleam in your eyes new

Suddenly you grab my neck; I see what you plan to do

I give you no fight or struggle, there isn’t a point to

You strangle me slowly at leisure, smiling as you do

As the lights begin to dim, you whisper, “I’ll miss you”

I close my eyes and, for the very last time, believe you

Serves me right to have to pay this price

For letting my heart rule over my mind

The wait continues…

A silent moan escapes

as the eyes implore the dark horizon

for any signs of the one who left so long ago

without a promise of ever coming back

There hasn’t been a word since then

And yet, the wait continues

A knock on the door,

a silhouette walking in the distance,

brings to the lips a prayer of hope

Like the sight of an oasis in a blistering desert

the mirage only makes the yearning ache stronger

And yet, the wait continues

Each night a lamp is lit

to bring home the one who is wandered and lost

The oil fuels the lamp all night

while its glow feeds the now faint hope

Gloom marks every morning with the lamp’s soot

And yet, the wait continues

The memory of the face begins to fade,

the sands of time settle over the remains

Dreamless eyes evidence a hollowed soul

and the spirit of life is all but gone

Reasons of the mind useless, reasons of the heart endure

And yes, the wait continues

Feels like heaven

On days that seem darker than a night

She knows she’ll be fine, ’coz he holds her tight

In his arms she has found her haven

The firm assurance of his tender touch

His steady, silent gaze saying plenty much

In his arms she has found her haven

Let down by the world, she sobs and weeps

Shattered and tired, in his embrace she sleeps

In his arms she has found her haven

What he means to her, he just as well knows
Looks at her, loving her more-he holds her close

In his arms she found hers; in her heart he has found his haven

Leaf(t) Alone

It gently fell to the ground,

Without much of a sound

Lifeless and abandoned, it lay there,

Watching the others sway in the air

It was never ready for the sudden gust of wind that came

Holding onto the branch, at such times, was an everyday game

But today the branch didn’t hold on back; it looked away, indifferent and distant

And suddenly, their strong bond was but a mere thread; that snapped easily in the next instant

Betrayed it felt, reliving in a moment the life they had shared

A dream or reality, at the lost haven it stared

The leaf made its way slowly to the ground, end was near

And yet, love was on its mind, not death’s fear

It decided to die in the soil beneath the tree

Separated forever, but now, together they will always be.

I look up at the sky
One day I will fly
With my wings spread wide
and no emotions to hide
one day I will fly

There will be no more sadness
no sorrows in life
Stabbing pain with it's own knife
I'll let out a joyous cry
One day I will fly

It is not just a desire
or a dream to be free
It is what I was born to be
I'll succeed when I try
I look up at the sky
One day I will fly

For the past few years
I've held back tears
only to let them go
at the right time, though
it is hard to pretend
to repair or to mend

relationships that do not exist

but still when you insist
tears form a shield over your eyes
and then not the world outside, but the heart cries....