My heart shatters
It breaks
It slips away
Your memory is raw, it won't go away
many years later still as fresh as fallen snow
still as new as a rising sun
The hurt of your loss still stabs my chest
Making my heart sting
The only one I let in
The only one I could speak my mind
Now I feel the bitterness now that you've gone
Holding onto the memories you gave me, they give me the strength to carry on and face another day..
R.xxx
This blog is to share written thoughts and feelings, poems and such that have been written and people can relate to.
Thursday, 30 December 2010
Wednesday, 29 December 2010
Your face...
I breath in your presence
I breath in your soul
to you there is nothing I owe
yet you steal my breath with the sound of your voice
you make me feel with the touch of your skin
you wake my soul when you look into my eyes
you strengthen my hopes by holding my hand
you complete me in every way, you bind my body and soul
I couldn't live on this earth without seeing your face..
R.xxx
I breath in your soul
to you there is nothing I owe
yet you steal my breath with the sound of your voice
you make me feel with the touch of your skin
you wake my soul when you look into my eyes
you strengthen my hopes by holding my hand
you complete me in every way, you bind my body and soul
I couldn't live on this earth without seeing your face..
R.xxx
Monday, 20 December 2010
Sensation...
its an odd sensation
fills you up yet leaves you empty
makes you mad but looks so calm
trying to name it, the letters don't form
falling down a spiral with no end
running down a passage, its all the same
fighting when the enemy is already dead
screaming when there's nothing to be heard
feeling so hurt yet your untouched
feel your heart in your mouth, its becoming constant you can almost taste it
its an odd sensation
fills you up yet leaves you empty
stays for so long, yet before you know its gone...
R.xxx
fills you up yet leaves you empty
makes you mad but looks so calm
trying to name it, the letters don't form
falling down a spiral with no end
running down a passage, its all the same
fighting when the enemy is already dead
screaming when there's nothing to be heard
feeling so hurt yet your untouched
feel your heart in your mouth, its becoming constant you can almost taste it
its an odd sensation
fills you up yet leaves you empty
stays for so long, yet before you know its gone...
R.xxx
Thursday, 2 December 2010
Killing Machines
where do people get the courage to kill
to take the light from somebody's eyes
its the height of evil, a reflection of the devil
they can't be human, they must be monsters
carrying on with blood on their hands, rage in their eyes and hate in their hearts
how did they reach such inhumanity
where did they come from, what made them like killing machines
what stole their innocence
who took their love
what caused them so much despair
who made them so vicious and spiteful
is there anyway back from here, do we have any hope left at all in this increasingly dark world..
R.xxx
to take the light from somebody's eyes
its the height of evil, a reflection of the devil
they can't be human, they must be monsters
carrying on with blood on their hands, rage in their eyes and hate in their hearts
how did they reach such inhumanity
where did they come from, what made them like killing machines
what stole their innocence
who took their love
what caused them so much despair
who made them so vicious and spiteful
is there anyway back from here, do we have any hope left at all in this increasingly dark world..
R.xxx
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