Prayer -Theme 3-As I lay in the peaceful silence at nightI feel this cracked, bruised heart breakingand I pray for the miracle of dawn,when the possibilities of life aren't as real.The horizon remains slowly unyieldinguntil the first light of another lonely sunrisepeaks up over the distant hills.One night, I dreamed of a black abyssand from deep within the depthsof that unforgiving, black ocean of nothingnessI heard your voice calling out to me.So as I lay here on another night of solitudeI send this lonely, faded prayer to the skyin hopes that it may someday reach you."Please, return to me again soon."
Lullaby -Theme 2-Here in my abandoned, desolate prison,my voice echoes infinitely as I cry out in despair.This sorrowful melody which speaks of emptiness,this is my personal lullaby,unheard and unsung through the ages.Lost within my deserted hell,salvation, sanctuary, and safety are all wordswhose utterance bears no meaning.Time marches on and leaves casualties in its wakeand for them, and for my own sake,I sing this song of unheard prayers.Still, the hands of the clock continuein a pace and rhythm as unending as my misery-as unyielding and unforgiving as the sunwhich shines upon the barren desert of my heart.It wasn't so long ago, now,when the darkness was still a stranger to me,but when faced with the unlikely wish I hold inside,the reality of the situation is in sharp focusand it hurts more and more deeply with every cut.If I allow myself to be fooled by the false promiseswhich this world offers up so freely,then I know we will meet again one dayand together we will sing the m
Memories -Theme 1-A light shines on in the darkness-a memory of a bright past, flickered to life.As I lay buried for so long here,in the false tranquility of this endless scenery,a soft voice calls to me from across the void."Wake up!"Through day and night, light and darkness,the stars sing lullabies of love and loss to meand in the blink of an eye, I have forgotten:Who is this person I have become?Truth, falsehood - falsehood, truth-the gravity of the situationhas been lost to the tides of verbal dictation.Like lilting shadows under the light of the stars,the memories of that life slip through my graspand I feel myself surrendering to this unbiased fate.With one hand outstretched before me,I reach out to capture the things that I once knew,but like wisps of smoke,they vanish through my fingers before I can touch them.It is an effort as futileas trying to catch the moonlight.Companionship, love, togetherness, peace-the words are thrown about so oftenthat their meaning has been du
SimplyA simple touch and I walk upon the water,A simple kiss and I sail above the clouds,A simple word and I float among the stars,For I simply love you.
MessagesIt started with a text,from him.My heart skipped a beat;every time my eyes,skimmed over that message.Hello,he said.Hi,I said back.The letters began to fly;we talked everyday.It started off,like a tingle.Then exploded;with every text.Saying cute little things,silly love poems.But,he was also there;for the bad times.Where I wanted to cry,he couldn't hold me.No,instead he made me laugh.Nervous.I didn't want to,say it first.Bad relationships in the past;flood my memories.Praying to God;that he isn't like him.But my phone,had the answer.His message,the letters burned in my head:I love you.We wanted to meet,but never had the time.Living two states away;it was impossible.Until that on winter day,when the snowwas just beginning to fall.Someone knocked on my door,I found him with a Christmas present.He stayed the week,lived like husband and wife.Meant to be;but he had to go home.Leaving me alone on News Years,pain filled my heart.I felt alone,
I'm not telepatheticI'm not telepatheticand you aren't too,because you would knowand you wouldn't be angry with me.Therefor, you're thinking of me too.
universarylook, i understandthat this dish andthat cabinet arewildly incompatible butwe aren't.we arcover parisian pairings andstudious marches andparchment swearings and nowwe are stillflorally arranged andformally acquainted withwish and magic.dish and cabinetboth breakbefore eternity,no matter how cleanor ordered.but we're affordednew bridges to immaculate artsand we never stopbloomingagain.
TrustThe rain falls into veils that fill the world to the brimFading and forming curtains of blues and uncertaintyThe greys come to meet the azure with solemn resignationMiles on the roadsigns tearing apart unknown destinationsThe fragile lifeline of honest words illuminates the twilightPure white seagulls sing the arias of the heroes of pastWords written in the sand are washed by the restless wavesThe unbroken circuit of a promise contains the seeds of peaceA shivering soul reveals its shape in the hands of a gentle loverEvery little breath it feels like the reeds know the changing windTouch slowly cracks open the doors guarding well-kept secretsWhere the I that lives in deep dreams waits for sacred silence
SupermanHe's my SupermanBut I'm his KryptoniteHe's found his mortal weaknessWhile I found my shining knightWe fit perfectlyYet tear each other apartWe connect easilyYet find it hard to sync upI can read him like a mapBut he gets lost by my sideI watch him save the dayWhile he's blind during the nightWe are inseparableYet we tend to come undoneWe are seizableYet we can't be overcomeHe's my RomeoBut I'm his poisonHe's taken my lethal doseWhile I've cherished his antiveninI'm no good for himYet I can't leave his sideHe's my SupermanYet I'm his Kryptonite
Just Not TodaySo much turmoiland so much pain;this love is likewalking in the rain.I dreamt that youfinally looked my way.You will love me-just not today.