sunsetIm beginning to see the sunset on the longest day of my life,sunset by charcoal012
Painted fingertips trace the outlines made by the sky,
My earth, my dream,
An illusion of my making.
A deeper shade in the distance,
An angry colour across this sky
I could almost see them as they form.
Filled with hidden meaning.
Dissipating light paints the buildings outside my window,
Some houses, some homes.
Literally I stand still, hold my breath, and wait.
Here it comes,
A wind to cress me,
A whisper upon my pencil jeans, my cotton tee,
A tease to my troubled skin.
The evaporator of my teardrops,
But not the reliever of my inner ache,
Oh for goodness sake its just a wind,
For the sake of whats good, its just the wind
Now the sun has set on the longest day of my life,
I close the shades, I turn away.
After all, there will be others
Saturday 3rd may 2009
untitled 2009When there are no eyes to see them,untitled 2009 by charcoal012
I let them fall.
I let their warmth be my sole comfort,
Because no one understands
My heart dies in a half of a second,
And is reborn in the next.
Its like the hot and cold feeling of falling in love
But the cycle is reversed,
The pain, it lingers
I cradle close a memory,
The memories that begat a smile,
Gives rise to a tear
I want to forget but fight to remember
Do I even know what I want anymore?
Id purge you from my soul,
Except Ive lined its walls with memories
Your smile, your laugh, your kiss
Its painted there,
Your words written there with invisible ink
Only I could see
Only I could feel its embrace.
15th April 2009
rEfLeCtIoN wItHoUt ThE mIrRoRContinue with your thoughts,rEfLeCtIoN wItHoUt ThE mIrRoR by charcoal012
Your twisted words,
Inky feelings blotted out,
Like the white upon a canvas
Can u hear what youre saying?
Cant you feel what youre doing?
Youre tearing up.
I can see the swell in your eyes
Like the tide,
Your pain is coming
Like a rush, you push forth,
Unto what, unto whom,
Who gets caught, in your wave?
Your self made sea,
Your self centred town,
This self made
F*%@ the world village
Where then people arent people
But your pawns
Theyll walk away,
Theyve refuse to stay,
Now youve got to start all over
4th april 09