I inhale deeply
Your head resting on my chest
I gently stroke your hair
You gaze up, innocently
Deep blue eyes
Surrounding an infinite void
As vast as a black hole
A look of longing
On your pretty face
You innocently whisper
Talk to me
As if you expect me
To disclose the secrets
Of the universe
Or maybe more
Of my self
I smile, kissing your soft lips
Pull you on top of me
As you squeal in protest
This moment is too perfect
To spoil with vulnerability
I want it to last forever
Yet I know it cannot
So I record this snapshot
Imprint it on my soul
And I see you
Just as you see me
No need for words
Upon worn map
I drew my trail
In red marker
Carefully planned
Destinations
Routes
Highlights
Excitement in my heart
Trepidation in my mind
This journey
Set out upon alone
With no deadline
No set stopping points
Leads to a place
I have searched for
All my life
I know it will not
Be an easy road
I hope it's not
That's the point
And the only thing
I will listen to is
The wind buffeting my helmet
The roar of my engine
And that is the
Sweetest song
I could ask for
You ask,
Where are you going?
I smile, and reply
Isn't it obvious?
To find my self
To rediscover my freedom
To live fully
I visited my father
Across many miles
Many flights
Many years
We sat beneath
A cloudless starry night
And shared a glass
The twelve-year-old scotch
Went down smoothly
There was no rush
We weren't there to
Get drunk
I told him of my life
My experiences
My challenges
What it was like to
Be a man
A son
A husband
And he understood
He didn't have to say a word
I could read it in his face
In his smile
In his tears
We shared that bottle
As he has shared the same
With his father
Carrying on a tradition
Perhaps
Passing on a generation
Absolutely
As he lit another cigarette
In the darkness
The fire-flies lit up
All around us
I felt connected
You may see me
As weak
Because I stop
To help
Those in need
Because I care
About others
Animals
The environment
Because I apologize
When I've
Made a mistake
Because I can't
Turn my back
To injustice
What you don't see
Is my true nature
My humanity
My belief
That everybody matters
We all struggle
In this life
We know it's not fair
I doubt it ever will be
Nature can be cruel
And as much as we deny it
We share that part of nature
The difference is
We can choose to live
Differently
We can choose
To care, to love, to be happy
We don't need to rely
On anybody else
To do so
And the only regret
We must face
Is our inaction
It's not a ma
Her words speak to me
As though they are my own
Her soft voice
Comforts my loneliness
Her unfulfilled need
Resonates deeply
I try to grasp
What she longs for
I believe I understand
With my heart
Not my mind
Her anger
Is justified
She deserves
To find what she
Desperately seeks
We all do
She says the more
We grasp
The more
We push away
I understand
I feel it too
And I wonder
How did we get here
How did we let
Each other down
Why do we continue
To pass each other by
And continue to long
The day I took the red pill
My world shattered
I could no longer
Believe the lies
Write off the manipulation
Believe your love
I never imagined
You could do this to me
That society would allow
You to get away with it
Was I ever mistaken
They encouraged you
Helped you destroy everything
I worked my life to build
Family, friends, lawyers
All a lie -- all just there to use me
For their own profit
None of them cared
A shred about my life
I should not be surprised
I was way too idealistic
Cared too much
That's my flaw
Thank you, red pill
For waking me up
To reality
Goodbye family
Goodbye friends
Fuck you, lawyers
I will never allow
Myself
For each wound
I become strong
For each heartache
My heart grows
For each passing day
I live more fully
Strong and free
Finding my power
My discipline
My self
For each gain
I build my freedom
It's not about doing
What I want
It's about doing
What I know is right
If not about running
From fear
It's about standing up
For what I believe
Today is the day
I dream again
In this moment
I create again
Forever young
Forever free
Forever me
We all have a story
Hopes and dreams
A place where we belong
A song that makes our soul sing
An adventure that draws us together
And a person who lights our heart
We know each as we encounter them
Write each memory with the synapses
Of our hardships and triumphs
Yet, in our hearts, we long for more
Know that something is missing
The key that opens the gate
To who we are meant to be
Who we are meant to share our time with
And that person may not be
Who our mind chooses
But when we meet them
We simply know
I offer you that key
With an open heart
And challenge you
To see where it leads
I remember so clearly his words
"Life is not fair, get used to it."
I was too young to fully comprehend
The meaning of his words
Too distracted by so many
Things, friends, thoughts
He taught us history
Of the atrocities carried out
On this small planet
By men and women
We thought we could trust
It wasn’t until
I felt the pain of loss
I hid away
Because to accept it
Would destroy me
I promised her
I would not cry
When she left
And I didn’t
For so many days
Through so many people
Showing their respect
And when they closed
The coffin for the last time
I knelt before her
Father at my side
Said a prayer
And remembered
And felt
Walking through the deep snow
Fingers numb, face red
Chasing a man I hardly know
But dearly love
His beard betrays his age
With rare strands of white
Yet he walks tall, strong
We pause at one tree
And he asks, "This one?"
I rub my hands together, vigorously
Trying to shake off the cold
And somehow shake my head
Crunch, crunch, we walk on
Clouds of breath mark our passage
Like the steam of an aging locomotive
I pull the wooden sleigh behind
On a thin yellow nylon cord
Knowing with each step
We move further from safety, from warmth
Yet we continue
Sun falling rapidly
On this short day
We both stop at the tree
And we know, this is the one
H
Songbird, songbird
where did you go?
Please come back
You kept them away
Songbird, songbird
why did you leave?
Please don't depart
Your songs kept me sane
Songbird, songbird
when will you come back?
Please stay here~
We love hearing you sing
June, July, August, and now September. by Evalayen, literature
Literature
June, July, August, and now September.
I am not filling voids,
but broadening my understanding of just what a void can be.
Turning out that I had no idea how to suffer.
There are good reasons for my indecision.
Good reason for instinct too.
For hesitation too.
Nature vs improvement
The fact that everything can mean nothing,
only months later,
You no longer have purpose.
I look like I'm filling voids.
But knowing how to suffer damn well,
Makes nights go by faster.
Makes your tears taste.
less like a memory,
more like I'll love him one day.