Monday, July 07, 2008

Broken

Awake
But my soul sleeps
No words
No thoughts
Empty
Struggling whether to part or to keep
A vision, haunting in its beauty
A blessing and a curse
Though now it brings a mournful tragedy
Left helpless
Alone

Lead me out
But keep me
An addiction
For pain
Light or darkness
I can not tell
But it is all I use to see
Blinded
Stubborn hopefulness and delusion

Wednesday, July 02, 2008

Counterflow

Inconspicuously
Before the usual
She opens her eyes
The morning air is a little sweeter
The early sunlight glows
She doesn't know

The world starts to turn to a different beat
Familiar but not the same
There's a buzz in the silence as she lays in bed
And as she gets up with a smile
Her day to her seems the same
But everyone else can feel the change

She can't see it
She doesn't know what she's done
It's at the tip of her consciousness
But it's not time for her yet
She walks, talks, breathes, radiates

In time she'll come to realize
The world will see it in her eyes
In time she will finally see