Monday, August 18, 2014

Our Story (part 3)

Things started, things ended
We reconciled, to be once again separated,
How could that be, how could this be
This is reality, this is my soliloquy

Was it my fault? Was it your fault?
Doesn't matter now, my hearts in revolt,
Trapped in the void I wanted to avoid
Destroying my heart, I guess you enjoyed

Scanning my memory, sapping my vitality
Sifting through vanity, accepting reality,
Hoping you’re happy with the man that replaced me
Cause he’ll never be the same as me

I’m loving life, I’m living my life
Not searching for a knife, waiting for my wife,
I’ve learned so much from you
And I want to say Thank you

Drifting through the joyous timeline
I gaze at the scorching sunshine,
It’s such an irony when something that causes gain,
Could cause so much pain

Finally, I’m at maze
Lost in these endless pathways,
I lost my way, so there I lay
‘Twas there I wanted to stay

Intoxicated with my own depression
In a state of complete stagnation,
With no premonition
I discounted remission

Deceived by my own emotion
Clinging on deception,
Losing my grip from solace
It was just a premise

As I opened my eyes from my slumber
I knew I was sober,
I nightmare of history

Of what was once ‘Our Story’

Neon Sky
08.18.14

Saturday, August 16, 2014

Chained

As I contemplate
Please don’t hesitate,
But I anticipate
You’ll just dissipate

But what can I do
I can never stop you,
And if that is true
I’ll have to let go of you

With this I’m chained
For the feelings remained,
Though I’m in pain
Strong I must remain

Through I core of my heart
You’ll never depart,
But deep will I bury
The things that make me dreary

There’s no more we
There’s just you and me,
Now you are free
This is me in soliloquy

Neon Sky
08.16.14

Friday, August 8, 2014

The Art of my Heart

The Art of my Heart
 Wandering in uncertainty

Lost in this fantasy,
Running from the pain
Soaked in the rain

Using my body
Moving it freely,
Flowing through the pavement
In unrestricted movement

I climb and I vault
I don’t see any fault,
But this I’m guilty
I see things differently

When I fly through the air
I forget my fear,
But when I descend
The euphoria ends

Walls, benches and rails
I’ve had my fair share of fails,
But this is my passion
It sets my emotion

Vaults, Flips and Rolls
It defines my roles,
Painting a picture
This is my gesture

This is my art
It’s in my heart,
The environment is my canvass
My body is the paintbrush


Neon Sky
08.09.14