Somber
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Oh how greatly I hate the winter days
So long, and cold, and void of all ardor
It makes me feel so numb, so very dazed
My feelings in disarray and disorder
A world full of noise,
Voices vying for attention.
Girls drenched in makeup,
Just one of the playboys.
Busy streets,
Once upon a frigid night,
Amongst the darkness and jovial cheers,
There lay a young girl.
Her small hands numb with cold;
Her bare feet unfeeling.
To write about happiness
is unmarked territory and
I wonder what it's like over there.
I wonder what it's like
to be in love with being alive.
Is it like entertwining my hands
She stood still with fear
The fear made her queer
It had been over a year
Since she last saw her dear.
She stood at the exit
Reluctant to leave
She stood there wishing
With a hopeful belief.
As the steps outside are taken from the once pitch black
demon eyes
garage
yellow gazers...
The desert UPS package rain clouds like adobe hang above me
hazel
a tree in a snowy desert
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
How I wonder how you are.
Since no one seems to ask if you're alright;
Are you okay, will you live to shine another night?
Up above a world you once knew,
It's likeSandInside your handsEventually it will slip out
Know nowI'm with you somehowNo matter where you go
It's like sandIn the beachUncountableA number out of reach
The vast hall is
Overflowing
With bodies, but there's no one here
Leaving this
Desolate matchmaking arena
Until something catches my eye
Her
Our love is beyond words
Yet still is
