Come here my love and let me give you the moon,
Only for you to turn around and tell me, you want the stars,
Come here my love and let me give you a tender hug,
So you can tell me that you needed kisses this time,
Come here my love and let me whisper in your ear,
Until later when you say, you couldn’t hear.
Love is a word without meaning,
Said without anyone thinking,
Given to another without question,
And taken without thought of loss.
An idea of the best thing in the world,
Can’t be equal to the reality of time,
Between seeing what you want,
And watching it fade from your grasp.
I am a shadow,
In the mind of the creator,
Who told me long ago,
When I was just an idea,
That this life would lead you,
Then it would bleed you,
And eventually you would end up with me.
I look down and see a face,
Of someone that is not me,
This hollow empty shell,
Of someone I claim to be.
Let the stars stop shining,
Let the rain fall continuously from the clouds,
Filling the empty places in the world,
With hollow, meaningless nothing.
These words just flow out of me for fear, doubt or shame. My thoughts race as I try to keep them clear but I can’t stop my mind from questioning and I can’t keep my heart from breaking. These are the thoughts that swirl in my head tonight.
I can’t form the words, through any vocal trying,
I reach out to a world behind the screen,
For they can’t see or judge me,
You are here beside me and if I fall down,
Will you pick me back up again?
Let me speak the words on repeat in my mind,
Get lost in the chaos of all I attempted to leave behind,
Yet failed to leave in a pile on the ground,
Above your final resting place,
Where the memories you created for us should stay.
Some days, words just seem to flow from you. This is one of those days. Memories that knock on doors, long left closed and locked tight, then suddenly you hear a knocking and can’t seem to ignore the thoughts any longer. Sometimes we push things away to keep from feeling or dealing, but eventually we have to find a way to make peace with it, one way or another….
Tightening in my chest, for the words I long to say,
Stifled like a cry in my throat, refusing to escape,
Why can’t I just release them, remove them from my head,
So finally, for this one moment in time, I will be free at last.