segunda-feira, 2 de agosto de 2010

"And a rock feels no pain, and an island never cries"

I'm the rock on the beach, the one you know.
I'm the shell in the sand, the one you like.
I'm the plants in the water that sail with the flow,
that cactus of yours - I'm the seventh spike.

I'm the stone in the road, the one you crossed.
I'm the bridge over the river you once gazed.
I'm the paint in those letters you once tossed,
I'm the moon in the sky that gets you amazed.

I'm the wood from the tree where you left your mark,
that purple flower on the green floor you stepped on - I'm it.
I'm that lonely bench that lies still in the dark,
the one you sat on once - now it just doesn't fit.

I'm the door and its lock that you just won't open
even if I give you the key that I've always been.
I'm the mouth that kept the words unspoken,
I'm the blood and the heart and all the dead things within.

sexta-feira, 16 de abril de 2010

Don't try so hard

I don't want to think about things.
I don't feel like working a lot.
I've been through seventeen springs
and I wonder if they were worth a shot.

I don't want to focus or try,
I don't want to fight over you.
I don't even know if I want to cry,
and I don't feel like wanting a clue.

I don't know what's got into me,
maybe I flew too high for my soul.
Unlock it, I just can't find the key,
Fulfill it, I don't want cover this hole.

I don't want to stay here, I don't know why,
but going other place doesn't appeal me either.
I feel like you could leave me here to die
and I would not move until my eyes were wider.

I don't feel like I want to be saved,
but I reason and find out that I do.
Your heart and mind have left me enslaved,
and I'm trapped forever with you.

quarta-feira, 13 de janeiro de 2010

Pain

Tell me why it hurts so much,
like a knife in my skin or someone died.
I feel no joy, no hug, no kiss, no touch,
I'm full of emptiness on the inside.

Where's that wide smile on my face?
It's gone.

quarta-feira, 21 de outubro de 2009

"I told you so"

Yes, you tried. You did tell me so,
you warned me, you offered protection.
Have I listened to your word? No.
I thought I was following the right direction.

I thought my love had come along
and those lonely nights would soon be over.
I thought it wouldn't take too long
for me to lay down on his soft shoulder.

I thought I was catching all of the signs
I needed to catch in order to succeed.
You told me I was imagining them in my mind,
you gave me your word and I didn't believe.

Now I must go back to my old world
where my heart wasn't ruled by a singular one,
where my head would spin and my mood would twirl
with a simple laugh and a sentence undone.

I was told the truth, which I didn't believe,
I tried to walk on my own and I failed.
I lived so high, now I'm getting used to live
with a heart going down like a piano scale.

domingo, 4 de outubro de 2009

Something's missing close to me,
something incompletes my life, still.
Something's not where it should be
and I don't know if ever will.

"Dis-moi pour qui j'existerais"

Be sure you're my every morning sun
and my ever-rising moonshine.
Just know you're the only one
who can put my words to a rhyme.

sexta-feira, 2 de outubro de 2009

If I hadn't known

I wouldn't know pain
but my life would be tortuous.
The blood that runs through my veins
wouldn't have any purpose.

I'd never wish under a moonbeam
but I'd still believe angels were fake.
I wouldn't know how to dream
even when I'm wide awake.

It wouldn't feel like swords
were trespassing my bleeding heart.
But I'd be ruled by broken chords,
no melody in a soundless dark.

I would be ignorant in my lonely pathway
where I couldn't sigh for what I'd never known.
But that overwhelming smile to make my day
would never sing along with those eyes of your own.

And so I thank you for being around,
though these depressing feelings still persist.
'Cause I'd still be empty and my soul uncrowned
if I hadn't known that you exist.