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¤H.D.U poems | My Thoughts, £o₪εĐεv!£¤
Feb 2005
Cry Myself Away
Tilt this mind that questions you
Twist and pull away all doubt
Take my anger and fear out
Leave nothing else behind
To make it easier to breath
Trust must live through you and me
Leaving our eyes to poor inside
All that is left for us to see
Feb 2005
Empty Fields Reborn
Silence
Turn in words from tortured minds
Unknowingly entering a place of their own
These souls are abused and lost in darkened rooms
Stored away from reality and taken chance
Awake in the cold beds of their thoughts
Ageing before years, tears stain the faces of youth
Hungry to survive through the suffering they have caused
Feeling the pain, that feeds the emptiness that is left
That takes away all meaning of life
And leaves them continuing to starve
These bodies are endlessly picking apart
Every inch that makes them their own
Till they are broken down, to no more
But dust on the wooden floor
To all, they are nothing but neglected children
Simply forgotten for a thousand suns
Yet, to these lost treasures and wounded cries
Chance awakes and confines
Taking away wars’ tempted guns
As life births within their lungs
And so weightlessness fills them, for eternity,
Outside the windows of their minds
Allowing them to dance… as the wind takes them away,
Far from suffer… and harm’s way
Feb 2005
This Is The Trouble Girl
Walk away slower, hearing the blower’s daughter (once way too much)
Keep stepping up wrong (once is enough)
Stand up for me; Cuz’ I keep loosing step
I keep falling down
Loosing my face in the mud
I keep changing clothes
Fighting to change my ways
Trying to keep you happy
For you are, everything I see
All I do, is think of you
Everyday, all through the wind
To keep us safe, strong together
Only true, only always
This love is forever
Cuz’ I believe in us
I believe in our wonder days
And our crazy intense lust
So once again I walk away slow
But this time I have your hand in mine
So that the mud can’t reach my knees
And they’re no longer week
Cuz’ I have you to hold me up
And take care of me
Finally the wind is in our direction now
Making it easy for us to see
How we connect so easily
And that no matter what
We truly are… meant to be
So this crazy intense lust
Is for us alone
As long as we believe….
Believe in you and me,
In our wonder days…
Feb 2005
Black, Winter Statues
Like cold ice on window fronts
The trees hang their children's spines
They await there in the icy snow
Staring back at you with haunting grim
They are darkened statues from years ago
Being brought down like fallen soldiers
Victims of abuse from heathen’s torture
Silenced from our own callus obstruction
We seek comfort from a distance away
Like haunting faces we cannot face
For these landmarks are nature’s tombs
Rotting away under winter’s moon
Feb 2005
Below The Sea
Without loneliness near
The dark would not be so dark
Through each sound I hear
Your voice does not answer
Only does it come from, that which is fear
That which does haunt me in my throat
Provoking each gut retching feeling
Deadens my arms in float
And tosses all reason at sea
Where my heart sets sail like a boat
Yet it battles through the perfect storm
Taking one last breath to sink away in the deep
And there I am left, alone, in the blackest form
Down within darkness, I lay waiting
Trying to stay warm