Trinkets of Thoughts

I find home.

Nor is it the last.

Like shadow and bone, she’s apart of me now. A part, I’ll never truly know. Hidden away, like branches in winter snow. I keep the memories as safe as I can. Hidden within, an earthly burrow. Hibernating, deep below. The core of earth, and it’s mighty bellow. My warmth against, an outside force. An other-worldly turmoil.

like a prisoner, shackled by chain.

Rivers from your eyes, form pools beneath your feet. You’re walking on water; even as you weep. Tread careful, my love. These timid waters, can sink so deep; and once these rapids take you. There much more harmful, than anyone might think. Swim on… My Love. Swim strong. The downpour, doesn’t have to last too long.

Desolate winter. Within, this heart of hearts.  Spring upon its heels. 

Live on, in words on paper; Ink, now your skin. Even in time, as the memories fade thin. Turn through the years, as you gaze within. The sketches, the art, the whimsical you were. Held within this binding, this dried ink. On paper.

Me

The walls were white, the day we saw the body, and in our black suits, in that crowded room; there was no sunlight. At least none that we saw. Saying goodbye, never felt so hard before. There’s no wave back, at the end of the line. So, I’ll kiss your brow and wish you luck. On this new journey and into tomorrow, as you float above, I drown in sorrow.

The world according to you, is a light I hope to see; but God made my brain, and he is damming me.

They beat the life out of you, don’t they? All of them; even with that heavy war raging on. In your mind. That minefield. Stretching, far and far beyond. One day they’ll sing your praises, but only you’ll remember. Those cold, heartless, faces

I am none of these things; and sometimes, that’s okay. Perhaps we could be together, if not now. Maybe someday.

Do as you will,  and be as you may. Whatever God is real, can judge us. Let us live till that day. 

How do I know which man in the mirror, is the one with me; outside. In the light.

You stand, tall as a pyramid. Like fire, your eyes uneclipsed by any other. To think, that through my failings. You may take another. This heart flutters; then it quakes. The thought of waking up without you there. Oh, how my heart aches. Then fills with sorrow.             For I may lose,                             one dream.                                    Come tomorrow...

This world tries too hard to be too good; and cherish all those who deem themselves. Misunderstood. For all those who lie, in their dark rooms waiting for this no-good world to accept them. Don’t be too hard. One lonely troll, amongst the billions; is no cause for disregard… No great soldier ever left this world, unscarred. When the days dim, like a night without the moon, and the parties rage on, but you’d rather stay in your room. Find the stars that glisten. The one’s that love the loveless, recognise your ambition. Before you go out, to seek yourself in this broken world. Stand tall, know that your hand is held. Venture out now and be yourself amongst the crowd. Be odd and always be proud. Like all those who’ve fallen, don’t don the same torn shroud. Don’t give in, remain unbroken. Remain Unbowed. This no-good world, will try it’s best to break, all that makes you, you. So when all the world rages red, be yourself. Be blue.  

Just another one, of the reeds.