Archive for August, 2005

Let Us (8/29/2005)

To the faces in darkness that sit with eyes glaring
So frozen and cold in a world that’s not caring
Given shadows for sharing and a heart for the tearing
Crying and broken, you’re zoned out and just staring
With pain inside flaring and flowing so freely
Aching to heal and erase it completely
Complacently bleeding in your sorrow or spite
Refusing to move and start to the light
But, let’s put up a fight and find absolution
Cleansing ourselves from their hateful confusion
Just take their solutions and burn it with fire
Take back your own life and escape from the liars
We need to aspire to find our own meaning
Something we want and not what they’re needing
Silently pleading, we’ve been waiting forever
Let’s patch up these wounds and fix them together
And charge through the weather, veins as a tether
Bleeding out pain to make room for the treasure
The gold of a smile and the warmth of a hug
The simplest of things for which we all lust

So let’s step off their lines and find our direction
All the people here crying, so far from perfection
Take out your crosses and carry them proudly
Shout with your voices, do it so loudly
Let the echos reverb and crack through the walls
Let our cries be a cushion each time that we fall
Marching and fighting as we gasp for each breath
Finding new life in a past that meets death

Back Story: I handled something really well and I really feel a bit energized by it. It’s a trial and definitely not easy, but I’m doing ok. Yeah, I’m doing ok. I hope I can maintain. Hopefully, this poem can maybe inspire others, if even for a few moments.

Pairing (8/28/2005)

Here’s a story of two people who are sharing their compassion
Both under different steeples but still the same attraction
But they need to take some action as everything is rotting
The walls they built are falling and the blood of love is clotting
And to everyone, it’s shocking, cause apart they’re so much better
But weakness filters in everytime they get together
If this pairing couldn’t work then what hope is left for us
If all they feel is hurt, then no soul is left to trust

Let’s take a look at her and try to get our bearings
She, wanted all along, a chance at this whole pairing
Approaching it seemed scary, but she gave it all it needed
Until the day was born and hope and joy succeeded
But, energy depleted, she wanted some return
A little bit of effort that’s put in to ease the burn
But now her stomach churns as she waits there by the phone
Clenching at her heart as she sits there all alone
Cause even when she’s home, he is rarely there
A ghost within her darkness, she needs to know he cares
But all he does is stare and give her empty promises
Now she is feeling scared, but wanting to move on with this

Now, lets flip it back to him and analyze the story
A little lost within and he finds his life so boring
Never really open and never really knowing
What it means to share a love and leave your feelings showing
Though, his heart inside is glowing behind the outter shell
He wants his space to live without hearing her just yell
But trapped inside a hell of not being good enough
Not knowing who to be and maybe fearing total trust

It’s funny how these things always get so complicated
We forget just what we have and get so damn frustrated
Never really happy with a smile and compassion
That’s why most pairings fail, we all want more to happen

Back Story: Not really my place to explain the details, but it’s a true story or, at least, my interpretation of it. This is not about me.

Two Sided Reflection (8/26/2005)

I see you peaking at me and I think you know it too
Are you thinking you can trap me even though I said it’s through?
Yeah, I think the worst of you after everything that happened
But I try to keep my cool and force me to be passive
But, damn, it’s so attractive and ever so damn tempting
To come around your corner for a little bit of venting
Fucking with your head and getting you all worked up
But, there’s nothing to be said and little left to stir up
Even now, I’ve used my words up, draining every thought
Using you for anger, I remember how we fought
And so, the past is lost and it’s funny how I’m better
I’m not blaming you for everything, that’s another whole damn letter

Magic is as magic does, we had our fifteen minutes
Occupying others with our lives ’til it was finished
Making people crazy with our doubts and insecurities
Everything was “maybe” but we said it so assuringly
And everything seemed sure to me, cornered by assumptions
Our relationship broke down, well, I guess it never functioned
We crashed at every junction ’til you chose to turn away
You chose another path and I was left to find my way
But, now I’m not afraid, I’m much stronger than I was
This rhyme gives it away, that I’m no longer giving up
Just pass to me my cup and I’ll drink up all your pain
You can hurt me all you want but I’ve adapted to the rain
Cause, no, I’m not the same, I’ve broken that addiction
Though I’m sure that some would say that it was more like an affliction
Like a tragedy of fiction, but a movie come to life
Where the hero dies to live and set it back right

But, let me end this rhyme, before I come off like a martyr
That wasn’t my intention, dealing’s just been harder
Though, I’m able to go farther if you make me run the race
I’ll even end right here and wait for you to set the pace

Back Story: I debated whether or not I would mention Kristen by name. Was I that angry still or could I reflect more maturely? I tried conveying that progression in this poem. Just when the first stanza seems to be leading to an angry rhyme, I take a breath and redirect it, a bit.