Plea

So many of these waking moments I live,

in never-ending thoughts of what might be,

of what might be between you and me,

and I end up feeling so empty

I close my eyes to try and block it out,

this loneliness hangs like a dark cloud,

bitter reminder of what I'm left without,

there is no solace, only fear and doubt

Only you can save me,

Only you can end this,

Cos I no longer know how to save myself,

I'm drowning with memories and dreams,

dreams are all that's left

Each time I try to reach out to you,

I fall short out of uncertainty and fear,

There's so much I need to say to you,

Instead I let it all slip away with a tear

Only you can save me,

Only you can release me,

From these walls closing in on my soul,

Behind this fake smile and haunted eyes,

is a soul in need of your love

Saving lives, helping those in need,

is so much easier,

then saving myself... I don't know how to save myself

not anymore...

The Light

Against an overwhelming brightness,

The shadows we cast irrelevant,

like the last of the falling snow,

upon a world so white

It can be so blinding sometimes,

but it fills us up so,

the darkness that burns my soul,

insignificant compared to your light

But a body so damaged,

cannot survive a passing night,

and a soul so ravaged,

might not be saved by the brightest light

But then again I know,

to feel you here would be enough,

to feel your touch makes me strong,

as your light keeps the dark at bay.

Terrible Lullabies

The Promises that were made,

under these sheets,

smack of false hopes, desperation

but that's all that's left

Please tell me you have me,

push away these empty dreams,

push away so they can see,

lift these covers off of me

Ears still ring with their anger,

I pin you down beneath me,

our thoughts scream of danger,

as you run your fingers over me

Our terrible lullaby carries,

soft moans and whispered cries,

tears of joy and worries,

as tonight dies...

Your skin burns me,

nothing ever felt greater,

the cold bitter voices,

your whispers drown them out

You're song that breathes life...

Ghosts

God help us
God where are you in this fight?
Cause no one knows whose side you're on
Anymore, anymore
I'm lost and by myself

-Evans Blue, "Kiss the Flag"

Cycle

He waits in anticipation,

For something uncertain,

his mind in disarray,

His focus cluttered,

His breathing erratic,

His nerves frayed,

as he waits for her again

It's the same old feelings,

finding home on a new face,

one unlike those before,

one filled with promise,

of the new,

the unexpected,

the exhilarating,

the terrifying and the paralyzing...

Yet here he anticipates,

as time passes so quickly,

he wonder's if he'd missed his chance,

yet again,

he wonders what he should do,

though deep inside,

he knows what he wants.