Posts Tagged: sorrow

And How it Moves Us

BUT, you said, you want me to see the things that you have. You want to pull me up with you Instead of falling at my feet from the weight of two. You want to take me to heaven And

And How it Moves Us

BUT, you said, you want me to see the things that you have. You want to pull me up with you Instead of falling at my feet from the weight of two. You want to take me to heaven And

And How it Moves Us

BUT, you said, you want me to see the things that you have. You want to pull me up with you Instead of falling at my feet from the weight of two. You want to take me to heaven And

And How it Moves Us

BUT, you said, you want me to see the things that you have. You want to pull me up with you Instead of falling at my feet from the weight of two. You want to take me to heaven And

Our Nature

You said you must cut off your wings To glide As slowly as it takes to meet my stride, Except not so eloquently. You cannot speak so poetically as me. Nonetheless, I replied That I want you to fly, even

Our Nature

You said you must cut off your wings To glide As slowly as it takes to meet my stride, Except not so eloquently. You cannot speak so poetically as me. Nonetheless, I replied That I want you to fly, even

Over Before You Know It

What kind of man Calls his lover By her mother’s name? To me, it seems Incestuous Or in vain For the purpose Of invoking Shock or pain. For her ears Will stop to hear, Her heart Will disappear, A fire

Over Before You Know It

What kind of man Calls his lover By her mother’s name? To me, it seems Incestuous Or in vain For the purpose Of invoking Shock or pain. For her ears Will stop to hear, Her heart Will disappear, A fire

Tired of Your Tirade

I am done for the day, Been torn, stripped away From the things I normally love to do. All because I think I must do them for you. I cannot achieve a single need With someone else depending on me.

Tired of Your Tirade

I am done for the day, Been torn, stripped away From the things I normally love to do. All because I think I must do them for you. I cannot achieve a single need With someone else depending on me.

Sunday Rundown

I’ll probably come up with some pithy excuse About when you snooze, you lose. Lose out on the day, Lose out on your strength, Sleep through the faint sun rays That through the grey clouds from time to time will

Sunday Rundown

I’ll probably come up with some pithy excuse About when you snooze, you lose. Lose out on the day, Lose out on your strength, Sleep through the faint sun rays That through the grey clouds from time to time will

Need, Not, Nothing

This is what I feel inside And now I know I feel I’ve died. To sleep and lie here all damned day It would take not much to steal whats left of my breath away.

Need, Not, Nothing

This is what I feel inside And now I know I feel I’ve died. To sleep and lie here all damned day It would take not much to steal whats left of my breath away.