How could you do this to me?
How can you just sit there,
Acting like
nothing is bothering you?
How can you act,
Act like your world is just
fine?
Can you see who I am?
Can you see what this is doing to
me?
This feeling is something all to familiar,
The feeling that I feel
right now.
I bet you know the feeling too,
There is no need to go into
detail.
Wait.
Wait for the hands of time to move.
I
contemplate a thought....
Could this be my own doing?
What if it
is...
I never wanted to give up,
Giving up is for the weak.
But
how does it flow,
If holding on is the center for pain?
Could my own
love makes this worse?
....I do not know how much lower you can go from
here
Saturday, December 29, 2012
Friday, December 28, 2012
The End of A Journey
How could you do this to me?
How can you just sit there,
Acting like nothing is bothering you?
How can you act,
Act like your world is just fine?
Can you see who I am?
Can you see what this is doing to me?
This feeling is something all to familiar,
The feeling that I feel right now.
I bet you know the feeling too,
There is no need to go into detail.
Wait.
Wait for the hands of time to move.
I contemplate a thought....
Could this be my own doing?
What if it is...
I never wanted to give up,
Giving up is for the weak.
But how does it flow,
If holding on is the center for pain?
Could my own love makes this worse?
....I do not know how much lower you can go from here
Round and round those tics go tock,
Where to go from here is unclear.
How about this...
How can you just sit there,
Acting like nothing is bothering you?
How can you act,
Act like your world is just fine?
Can you see who I am?
Can you see what this is doing to me?
This feeling is something all to familiar,
The feeling that I feel right now.
I bet you know the feeling too,
There is no need to go into detail.
Wait.
Wait for the hands of time to move.
I contemplate a thought....
Could this be my own doing?
What if it is...
I never wanted to give up,
Giving up is for the weak.
But how does it flow,
If holding on is the center for pain?
Could my own love makes this worse?
....I do not know how much lower you can go from here
Round and round those tics go tock,
Where to go from here is unclear.
How about this...
Call It What You Will
A mistake.
One mistake,
can ruin a good thing.
One mistake can ruin someone's life.
One mistake can lead to one mistake,
One mistake can lead to every mistake.
Be careful what you chose,
Because it could be a mistake.
A mistake can slide
Or a mistake can take everything with it.
A choice is best kept under thought.
A thought is not what can get you into trouble,
But too much thought will.
One mistake,
can ruin a good thing.
One mistake can ruin someone's life.
One mistake can lead to one mistake,
One mistake can lead to every mistake.
Be careful what you chose,
Because it could be a mistake.
A mistake can slide
Or a mistake can take everything with it.
A choice is best kept under thought.
A thought is not what can get you into trouble,
But too much thought will.
Saturday, December 22, 2012
Repition of Life
Life for some is a game,
and for others life is life.
Not something to be taken granted of,
rather something as never getting a second chance.
That second chance could redefine everything,
so why not justify the situation the first time?
Second chances never come
because the first moment will never happen again.
Leave no regrets on the table,
it may be a lonely life, this can be proved true.
A life worth living?
Yes, indeed.
For when they head lay on the death bed,
one can lay a happen one...
With the one who appreciates those ideas the most.
and for others life is life.
Not something to be taken granted of,
rather something as never getting a second chance.
That second chance could redefine everything,
so why not justify the situation the first time?
Second chances never come
because the first moment will never happen again.
Leave no regrets on the table,
it may be a lonely life, this can be proved true.
A life worth living?
Yes, indeed.
For when they head lay on the death bed,
one can lay a happen one...
With the one who appreciates those ideas the most.
Friday, December 21, 2012
That Old Race Against Time
Time, time time,
Who has the time?
As the tic goes tock,
Are you staring at the clock?
Who has the upper hand
You or time?
Revolving around the cycle that is a clock,
Life as we know it is forever in a circle.
Do you have the wheel turned,
I bet in your mind three lefts make a right.
Going against the hands of time,
Who would win that battle?
Who has the time?
As the tic goes tock,
Are you staring at the clock?
Who has the upper hand
You or time?
Revolving around the cycle that is a clock,
Life as we know it is forever in a circle.
Do you have the wheel turned,
I bet in your mind three lefts make a right.
Going against the hands of time,
Who would win that battle?
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Who Will Win That Battle?
Time, time
time,
Who has the time?
As the tic goes tock,
Are you staring at the clock?
Who has the upper hand
You or time?
Revolving around the cycle that is a clock,
Life as we know it is forever in a circle.
Do you have the wheel turned,
I bet in your mind three lefts make a right.
Going against the hands of time,
Who would win that battle?
Who has the time?
As the tic goes tock,
Are you staring at the clock?
Who has the upper hand
You or time?
Revolving around the cycle that is a clock,
Life as we know it is forever in a circle.
Do you have the wheel turned,
I bet in your mind three lefts make a right.
Going against the hands of time,
Who would win that battle?
Monday, December 17, 2012
Open Mic
As the dark fades into scattered light upon the mountain.
are you ready for what is to come next?
As the moon and sun complete their fair share of light,
is everything right in your world?
What if the ying and the yang of the world was to reverse,
would you still be the same as the day before?
It was hot yesterday, cold today...
What about tomorrow?
Does it actually make a difference?
Has the balance of the world ever balanced yours?
Balance, Balanace, Balance, how do you find your balance?
Is it when the sun arises and the moon sets?
Or when the moon rises and the sun sets?
There is a balance in nature but there is no balance in your life.
You seem to find balance in a bottle.
Is there an answer I am missing at the bottom?
It is almost as if each pill is a piece of your life's puzzlee
you are struggling to piece together.
Has no one ever told you that you are outlining the boarder
with no pieces for the center?
You are a lock with no key and no ammount of force
will break you open.
Do you find solace in that bottle
on the edge of your bed?
I bet you have seen the transition between the sun and the moon so often
you've become the divider between the ying & yang.
Imagine the truth was at the bottom,
then what?
The reality is - There is no balance in you.
The reality is - There is no ying in you.
The reality is - There is no yang in you.
The reality is - I love you.
The reality is - I can no longer act on that love for you.
The reality is - You have found your home.
The reality is - It is no longer in my heart.
are you ready for what is to come next?
As the moon and sun complete their fair share of light,
is everything right in your world?
What if the ying and the yang of the world was to reverse,
would you still be the same as the day before?
It was hot yesterday, cold today...
What about tomorrow?
Does it actually make a difference?
Has the balance of the world ever balanced yours?
Balance, Balanace, Balance, how do you find your balance?
Is it when the sun arises and the moon sets?
Or when the moon rises and the sun sets?
There is a balance in nature but there is no balance in your life.
You seem to find balance in a bottle.
Is there an answer I am missing at the bottom?
It is almost as if each pill is a piece of your life's puzzlee
you are struggling to piece together.
Has no one ever told you that you are outlining the boarder
with no pieces for the center?
You are a lock with no key and no ammount of force
will break you open.
Do you find solace in that bottle
on the edge of your bed?
I bet you have seen the transition between the sun and the moon so often
you've become the divider between the ying & yang.
Imagine the truth was at the bottom,
then what?
The reality is - There is no balance in you.
The reality is - There is no ying in you.
The reality is - There is no yang in you.
The reality is - I love you.
The reality is - I can no longer act on that love for you.
The reality is - You have found your home.
The reality is - It is no longer in my heart.
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