Showing posts with label Torment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Torment. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Echoes

Was paying for mistakes unmade
And now that I've made them
It's clear the path was laid.
Once languishing in the unknown
Now lurched into reality's zone
Unsure exactly how to feel;
Anger sadness, pity, hate
I want to reach out, but it's too late.

Echoes began to precede my voice
You kept me blind, I had no choice
And I helplessly wait for
The wave to swallow me.
And silently implore
While you cowardly flee.
Every form of logic sways me
And my idle mind betrays me.

Tuesday, December 18, 2007

Taskmaster

The image in permanent view
My self-perception is askew
Ever trying to be
Like those images I see.

The ideal hanging over my head
Other endeavours left unfed
The taskmaster's lashing me;
No chains, yet I do not flee.

I'm afraid there's no place to run
He's been there since life's begun
There's no one crueler, you see;
For the taskmaster is me.

Sunday, July 22, 2007

Before I...

I feel the passage of time each day
And with every breathe life's slipping away
I struggle to take the air in deep
And wonder at night if I'll pass beyond sleep.

Pushing through the crowd as it pushes me
Where's left to look? Where can you be?
So many faces, my vision blurs
Will I find you while my soul still sturs?

When I find you will I know your face?
Or will you be a stranger in a foreign place?
Are you searching as I am now?
Or are you lost and don't know how?

I don't want to die before you're there,
Gazing at me with that loving stare.
Sharing the life we knew we would
And by each other understood.

Would it matter if I died today?
Lonely on our course to stay?
No, life does not wait for anyone
Not even for those who walk alone.

Monday, July 09, 2007

Canvas

My consciousness is a canvas
Chaotically splashed with your colors
I'm a single page of an atlas
Focused on the place that is solely yours

My thoughts are a grid of rational roads
Yet they all lead to the single point of you.
My emotions, a stream of legible codes
But the message does not ever get through.

My torment is a fly on your face;
Ignored like so many other things
My light dives into dark's embrace
Shedding its hope and strong bright wings.