A melody that penetrates to the core,
the memory of your laugh.
It dances across my thoughts,
I can almost hear it in its absence.
As you slip through my mind,
like a ghost in a haunted house,
I sense my fury rise.
Why did we have to depart from each other?
Your face I can no longer see,
but your voice remains.
How did we fall into different eternities?
Well then loop chaser
how long before you bite your tail?
running endless towards your pride
and laying down yourself for yourself.
Funny, isn’t it.
How you were a stranger,
then an enemy,
and possibly more.
When did the sparks catch?
I did not notice it myself …Did you?
How frustrating to my pride
that you would have so much in common
nearly all my aspirations and dreams are matched
who are you?
Where did you come from?
Why do I have to be intrigued?
I don’t want this to become love
but you’re an intriguing distraction.
I’ll take care of my fragile heart
and overcrowded mind.
I’ll take off my mask
and let my love show.
This is a strange revelation
to be so aware of my facade
and shifting within.
This image is glimpse of a holiday years ago in the country.
A thought I wrote a few months ago and rediscovered :
“The startling emotion of future becoming past.
Time developing and hearts growing,
slipping into the rhythm of life.
Crazy highs and unexpected lows,
unrelentingly charging me down.
Am I really in control?
Or is this all playing itself out?
Thoughts unfolding into action,
without any consideration.
Regret and envy pursuing every spark and motion,
but only I get to choose.
When everything that is coming is gone,
what will be left of you?”
I’m not quite sure how this works,
all the worries fighting for my attention.
How do I overcome by achieving
what my brain refuses to believe is possible.
To walk on the blades edge of faith.
Everyone and myself are unsure,
yet all I know is my feet keep walking
and they do not fall.