Posts Tagged ‘Heartbreak’

Intensity {Story in a Song}

Posted: August 6, 2017 in Poetry
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On days where you feel misunderstood…

Silent Scholar

A dream…
For you to understand…
Just how much I care…

Language…
The choice of words…
Choice of verbs and phrases…
Makes for this way I feel..

That seems so odd…
How can one feel so strong…
Without the time needed to bond…
As if one touch releases all…

Perhaps there’s a cause…
Deep down inside…
I’ve felt lost…
Yet in you I see all the signs…
See you as the guide…
For my flows…

Knee deep in the throes…
Of being no more…
Yet the mere showing of you…

Apologies for being me…
But if there is only one person who could see…
The beauty in being me???
Or have I become so deluded…
As you remain quiet…
Uneasy…

Leaving me to wonder…
What have I shared…
That has lead to this blank stare…
Don’t you love me???

What have I done…
This glimpse of shared love…
Broken by…

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All these pieces hold onto a single thought…
A single memory that tempts me to believe…
That if I could piece back together these pieces of me…
I would be able to see who I am…
So I grasp a piece…
Raise it up to my eyes…
I see…

A form of me I’ve been trying so hard to hide…
Those with sight are still blind…
For my smiles hide all pains inside…
You can’t see my heart…
Only this facade…
Well crafted “Art”…
Tailored to each individual part I must play…

Sadness is that stowaway…
Forever locked…
Keys exchanged for this scarred face…
Pain…

Intro: One’s dreams…

Waking up most most mornings singing the blues…
Wondering how much one can lose…
And how much has been lost…
How little moments of time release these discouraging thoughts…
Thoughts claiming love is impossible to maintain…
Between me and all other beings…

Emanations…
My emotional tendacies sever me from what’s real…
My own reality is really a dream…
Believing she feels the same way for me…
When in reality she fears me…
My verbs speak love…
But my words speak far too much…
Words of love not meant to be shared with anyone…

I try to find a reason for why people react with almost disgust…
As if my words only mean lust…
They refuse to see the pure love behind the words I speak…
Trying to interpret my dreams in some revolting way…
But who am I to complain…?
The way I see and speak is shared only with me…
The dreams of this one in love shall stay…

As dreams…
For once they become real…
All begin to fear…
Fear me…
Forever Dream…