I’m broken and left feeling lost.Lost what I never had.Gone before it came.The end of life, before its birth.Now I feel left in the dark.Crying without tears,
Screaming without a sound.
Life goes on, the world keeps going round!
"we'll meet again, you'll see""baby look me in my eyes"your eyes, so beautiful so nice."keep this strong""yes baby I'll hold on"I whisper "baby I will""cause I'm waiting still"give me just a minute longer than thishold me tight and give me a kiss"oh I'll miss you""really" "yes baby I do"I say in myself, oh I'll miss your touchoh baby I need you so much"baby listen, don't cry""I'll be standing by your side"I don't wanna lose this allcause, yes I need your hands when I fall
Dark cloakhanging on my doorsilky remnantsof a time beforeand a messagein my mailwarning me to be therenever to fail.Dark cloakdiscarded on my bedsweet thought of youlinger in my headLay my head on the pillowthe cloak is my guardfalling asleep is no longerso very hardDark cloakdrawn tight over meas i slumberso sweetlycome over in the nightlay beside me for a whileput your arms over meand twist me face in a smile
Summer lingers…
a sentimental lover bearing down
when it’s too hot for that.
No relief will find me
in the swamp of his embrace.
I pray for the storm to come,
to soak up
summer’s steam,
loaded with mistakes.
I run in circles, whirling my arms
like an airplane waiting to land,
dropping incendiary sweat
as I try to stir the air,
a rich broth, but I’ve no appetite, only
thirst
and anticipation
for the storm.
He could come in the night–
sudden and deliberate, cool and gone–
to let me dream calmly, finally,
in the rumbling thunder after,
I would lie back on the sand, more than willing–
unbelted, unbuttoned, burned, untied–
waving to ourselves in vain.
I watch his blue fingers stroking the horizon,
ready for whatever he brings.
I know you are not good for me...But it's worse without you...even when I don't want you...I end up needing you...you are my favouri...