Thursday, February 28, 2008

Bring.

How can we go on,
My heart cannot sing,
Before the new dawn,
The love you bring.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Dove.

I can't turn away.
Not in this lifetime of love.
Please, stay for me.
You are my white dove.

Red rose,
My feelings,
White dove,
You're stealing.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Today.

I want too much,
And forget what else to say,
I long for that touch,
Before the end of today.

I sleep too much,
Put off all these tasks,
The encouragement I clutch,
Though I never ask.

Roses in the field,
Fire in the sun,
Hearts not healed,
Before the love is won.

Thursday, February 21, 2008

Her.

The flick of her hand,
I'm at my knees,
She has the charm to stand,
While I beg please.

You can lock us together in a room,
And I would never have the courage to say:
I want to love you soon,
But not today.

Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Pain.

I feel the pains everywhere.
In my head, my veins, and my spirit.
The greatest pain is that no one cares.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Gave.

Tell me what you want before you go.
Was it too fast or too slow?

You wanted me and I wanted you.
But we both gave each other everything else.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Survive.

You forgot the past I never had.
You forgot the future that never arrives.
You forgot that I was ever sad.
You forgot that I survived.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Dream.

Dream for me so that I may smile.
Dream for yourself so that I may be saved.
Dream for the light with no guile.
Dream for the love I braved.

Wednesday, February 13, 2008

Forget.

Forget the truth.
Forget the lies.
Forget the life.

My rose has not bloomed.
And I wait in the moon.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Miss.

You let me walk,
You let me live,
I wanna talk.
I wanna live.

But you have to help me up.
You have to let me come.

I depend on your kiss.
One thing I'm not gonna miss.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Ropes.

I know a few less things.
And my life is loose on the ropes.
Everyone keeps yelling at me.
Continues when I can't cope.

Sunday, February 10, 2008

Sick.

I feel sick.
Sick of life?
Sick of misery?
Sick of faith?
I'm waiting for someone to talk to me.

Thursday, February 7, 2008

Endless barrage.

They say you never see the artillery shell that kills you.
It's sort of like tomorrow.
You know its coming, but not whether it hits you.

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

New Year.

A new year for me.
Nothing to say or do.
Another year of happiness lost.

Monday, February 4, 2008

Not Enough.

Not enough for the world to see,
And the failures that all will remember,
This is who I am, this is me,
When there is fire and ember.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Command.

I cannot command.
Not my life,
Not my actions,
Not my love.

Saturday, February 2, 2008

Dark Rain.

The rain falls softly outside.
I see nothing,
But hear the taps.

Blind but not deaf.
Ignorance is rampant.

Friday, February 1, 2008

Catch.

I want no more broken hearts,
No more steps to walk,
I want a fresh start,
No more talk.

And when the sun rises,
The roses will fall,
I want no surprises,
I want to catch it all.