Poem-A-Day: Day 543

Just When I Thought It Was Ending

Was I to know
it all wasn't good enough?
and for my life,
I survive.

When it was ending
I could feel it, 
I could feel time
and I thought I could feel you.

Tell me,
was it like losing innocence?
I did mean to hurt you, 
that was in my mind
when I thought it was ending.

I could feel it,
I could feel time,
and only when I thought it was ending
I could feel you.

How was I to know?
I thought it was ending.
I thought I could feel.
Time will heal when I could feel.

Poem-A-Day: Day 542

Then I Go Twisting

Then I'm bored of this
Modern techno sound so dull
The same machismo.

Poem-A-Day: Day 541

I Lose Myself

precious
the things

wasted
the bitch 

deserved 
so cool
 

savaged 
low-life corner

soul
it's only 

myself
let go

shoulder
tough enough
 
misunderstood
my persona

myself
let go

control
too precious

wasted
concerned bitch 

deserved 
I've done

wasted
I lose 

let go
control

Poem-A-Day: Day 540

When I Start To (Break It All Down)

their point of view
wants to tell me
if I have I been careless.

Can I make it better?

when I break down
it's perfectly clear  
everything's gonna be alright.

Where is nothing else sweet surrender?

I deserve to make it through  
I'm sure it should all break down
it's perfectly clear.

Poem-A-Day: Day 539

A Whole Lotta Love Run Riot

A movie star
had a glittering career.
She could never understand tonight.

Nothing more tonight
was on psychic frequency.
Her hands were tied gilded cage.

She ain't no lady
with strange behavior.
Ain't nothing more to come tonight.

Poem-A-Day: Day 538

You’ve Got to Save Me Right Now

So many battle wounds…

Strength comes from lessons,
though the very depths
had self esteem beaten out.

I grew sick of apologizing… 

Everything was wrong,
meaning, demeaning
to save me right now.
 
Somehow, you got to save me…

Poem-A-Day: Day 537

What Will I Say When You’re Gone?

check the silent falling sunrise

alone and gentle breathing can't be easy 

it matters to something I believe I should do

now our lives are precious
 
this emptiness will hurt like drowning

go crazy and walk away fading

no more persuading will make emotion

when you walk the world keeps turning

the hours are more time

and I know I need drowning

Poem-A-Day: Day 536

Fill Us With Fire

The soul inside
and word and deed
don't look back,
never see light,
every particle,
time in black and white.

Blind to the beautiful
choking on air
and a waste of time
will fill fire,
no sense of pity
will fly into heaven.

Feel something
to aspire to the lost and found
again and again,
feel the sun to the end of time
to the beginning
across the universe.

We can feel this crazy world
fill us with fire.
There'll be no pity into heaven.
We're the waste of time,
with fire, no sense.
We will fly into freedom.

Poem-A-Day: Day 535

Be With You

Call any time,
just tell everywhere,
hold never
when you haunt me.
You care,
and if the sky should come running,
just call,
you could touch me.
You make it beautiful,
physical,
it turns me on
every time you go.
You leave me lonely,
and if you call
I would be with you.
If the sky should fall,
I'll come, little darling.
I'm coming, 
love is coming.
Want me.
Say you want me,
And tell me I'll be waiting.
Haunt me 
everywhere I go. 
If I could,
I'll come. 
I'll come back.