Foot prints on the moon

Go quietly, go peacefully, leave your tiny foot prints on the moon.

Wait for me amongst heavenly bodies, where we will meet again soon.

Your journey has sadly ended and yet, it’s only just begun, in a moment I will close my eyes, one final time, and we’ll be together as one.

For this world did not deserve you and I fear neither did I, but this life feels like a hopeless void without my tiny special guy.

So wait for me and please don’t cry, mommy is on her way. It won’t be years, weeks or months, I will be with you today…

Left in the rain

He was angry, he was hurt, his heart all muddied, dragged though the dirt, he felt a pain that had left him cold, his inner child could not bear this world,

Try as he may to find his peace, his sorrow he could not release, until one very fateful day, his inner child came out to play,

For he met a girl who could reach inside, he no longer felt the need to hide, as she knew his trauma and she knew his pain, she knew the feeling of being left in the rain.

Left in the rain

They who know heartbreak

They who know heartbreak, know happiness just as pure, just as they who supplied the poison, have once supplied the cure,

Show gratitude to those who leave you beaten and broken, for now you see joy is smothered in honey, just as those that left you cold, motivate your days to be sunny,

Take lessons from the pheonix, as it rises from the ashes, it will find itself burnout again, before it brings wonder to the masses

Betrayed…

Empty, hollow, a never ending void, the way you left me feeling when you left my heart destroyed,

Shattered, broken, a mere shell of a man, your actions were so ruthless I simply could not understand,

Lost, anxious, hopelessly depressed, questioning my worth because I gave you nothing but my best,

Shocked, confused, where’s my self respect? I invited all this pain when I accepted this neglect

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Hear me

You didn’t hear me, did you? My face started to shiver, the sky went dark as my hands started to quiver, thunder roared from the skies, my blood ran cold as an icy river

You don’t hear me, do you? I felt my mouth run dry, felt like years gone by since I felt the urge to cry, a single tear dropped from my eye, so much time wasted but yet I still try, you grab my hands, why do I still feel shy, I still love you, but should you ask, I would deny

You won’t hear me, will you? I finally resign, the skies open and the sun begins to shine, warm my blood once more, light the candles to my shrine, my body, my temple, perfect architecture of my design, I don’t need you to notice me, I’ll be just fine

Photo by Oleksandr Pidvalnyi

The Game of Love is rough

Why do you make me relive the memory, you know how deep it cuts, am I the sucker for punishment, since I set myself up for the punch

Should I have just walked away from you and tried to heal my heart all alone, or should I do what I really want to do and just cut you right back to the bone

My blood runs cold through a heart of stone, everytime that I pick up your phone, I still can’t believe, you chose to deceive, while still telling me I was the one

But somewhere deep I still care for you, there’s a flame there that I can not snuff, you broke all the rules, made us both the fools, left us scrambling for tools trying to fix this,

Gave you all my love, still was not enough, guess the game of love tends to get rough, but I’m thankful too, when it comes to you, just keep showing me how to be tough

Photo by Timur Weber

The Broken man

Quiet Friday afternoon, the sun will sure be setting soon, ground floor of a cheap motel, an empty man that’s just a shell

Car broke down, it’s somewhere stuck, a broken man down on his luck, all his life a punching bag, discarded like a torn up rag

Trying just to numb the pain, a loaded needle to a vein, he knows it’s not the way to deal, he just can’t cope with how he feels

Turns off the lights and goes to bed, demons dancing through his head, eyes shut he begins to pray, tomorrow brings a better day

Photo by JESSICA TICOZZELLI

Your game

You say that you love me, tell me why don’t I feel it, your actions paint a different picture, you try to conceal it

As long as the world sees such a happy pair, why would the world think I’m living in despair

Living in isolation, a cage crafted by me or you, are you the only one to blame, or am I responsible too

Looking back on every day, the things I have allowed, I danced to every tune you played, I tried to make you proud

So maybe it’s my fault aswell for playing your cruel game, but should I leave and not return, you’ll be the one to blame

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