Monday, October 22, 2012

what you mean to me



The price of silver and gold cannot add up of what you mean to me
All the rubies and jewels of the wealthiest palace will never outshine
What you mean to me
What you mean to me will never tarnish and never fade
For what you mean to me is under lock and key in a place
That only you and me have the key to unlock the safe of what you mean to me
What you mean to me cannot compare to the world or any legendary hidden treasure
For only I can speak the true value of what you mean to me
What you mean to me runs so deep that it has become a part of me
Speak as I may, only a fraction of my words will land in the diamond 
Of What you mean to me
For it is my heart that holds what you mean to me
You must listen to its beat and count the price from the look in my eye
And measure its weight by taking my hand
But, to complete the diamond your smile must land on my lips
For you to know
What you mean to me

Friday, October 19, 2012

thank you


There are two words that I never thought I would say to some that passed through my life
And there is one in my life that I must speak those two words to everyday
To those that came and went and took a piece of me with you just know that you did not avail
I may have had sleepless nights and troubled days, but as I always do I found my way
To the one in my life I cherish you dear, because of you I no longer fear
But have days full of glory and cheer
To the world I speak, but single out a few; you know who you are
Thank You for my broken heart
Once I thought that impossible to say but hear me now, 
Thank You for my broken heart
When you thought you won you only paved the way to the one I speak of now
Thank You for mending my heart
I shout it out loud so all can hear, my heart is no longer broken
But complete by the one I hold near
Two simple words
Than You
But spoken to different ears has a very different meaning
One bitter and cold, and to my love full of knowledge that what I have spoken is clear
To the world I say,
Thank You for my broken heart
To my love I whisper
Thank You for healing my heart

rain


Slowly it starts, steadily it increases
My mind and heart are at war if it brings a washing relief
Or a grueling retreat
One drop at a time my mask is washed away
And soon I am revealed by the rain
Caught off guard I lower my head, 
I don't know if I can hold my head high in the rain
It may mask my tears but also wets my fears 
Until they rush out into the storm causing thunderings
That every soul can hear
Now alone with no mask and secrets revealed
I start to walk in the heart drenching rain
And let my feet guide me where they may
Cold and wet I look to the sky
And ever so slightly see a break in the clouds
That reminds me there is still someone worth fighting for
That moment will carry me on until the next rain comes
Eventually leading me to the time when no matter how dark
The sun will always shine in my life

Wednesday, October 3, 2012

the darkness before the dawn

Living in a world where everything is at our fingertips
What I want most is just out of reach
Walking alone I wonder if I am in the darkness before the dawn
My feet move and life goes on but I feel as stagnant as a dirty pond
Quenching the life out of anything that attempts to move on
A shadow has fallen, banishing the light to the farthest corners
Hope is all I have left to yield against the most terrifying of horrors
In the land of the darkness before the dawn
Just when I feel as though I have the upper hand I tend to forget
My strategic battle plan of how to survive this gladiator spectacle of a place
Despair and discouragement are the strongest of my woes,
They seek to suck me into the stench of misery and bind me to believe
That there is no escape from the darkness before the dawn
On the brink of letting go and drowning in the stagnant stench,
A hand plunge deep grasping my soul and pulling me back to life
As my heart vomits the unwanted taste of loneliness,
I recognize the touch of love upon my face
Opening my eyes, and shedding the shadow of disgrace
The darkness before the dawn
Has atlas been replaced

Monday, October 1, 2012

a knight within the night

Sleep is a peculiar thing, it may bring images of joy or nightmares of fright
Some nights I want to cry, others I just want to sleep and only awake to the lustrous sight of your beautiful face ready to wake me from my deep slumber with loves passionate delight and return me to mornings first light.
Each day is a new beginning, each night and endless prayer, a vicious cycle that I am damned to repeat until winters solstice is complete and the fateful winds bring my heart back to me
Dreary I will sleep, refreshed I will awake, and go about each hour in a cunning way
To some I will smile
To others I will weep
To my Maker I beg that he be with you in flight and send his angels to comfort you at night
Your Knight I will forever be, watch as I ride upon my true and loyal steed into your dreams at night and sweep you, my princess,  away into loves ever basking light
And end the cruel torture I endure at night