Locked Away

I spoke to myself today,
but there was no response from the stone.
I saw the demon today,
but it just smiled and moaned.

I turned to see the child today,
he pointed the finger in blame.
I tried to scream it all away,
but bowed my head in shame.

I looked in the mirror today,
there was no reflection looking back.
I tried to speak today,
but the thought just cracked.

I looked into my future today,
it looked cold and alone.
I have locked myself away,
but keep reaching for the unknown

I spoke to myself today,
where did my dreams go.
I spoke to the demon today.

Better Off

Told myself that i’d let go, and i thought i could.
scolded myself as many times
said the same in the lines that i wrote to you
guess my feelings were just a crime

Told myself i’d get over you, forget about you
but my heart kept asking why
you’re so far away,  yet right in front of me
guess the feelings were just a lie

But i have just one more question
something that’s been on my mind
did you ever feel the same
or was i just blind

Or am I better off without you
leaving behind the memories
better off without you
across the open seas
trying to convince myself
am i better off without you

Now that you don’t speak
i ask myself the reasons why
told myself i’d get over you, forget about you
guess those moments were just a lie

But i have just one more question
something that’s been on my mind
did you ever feel the same
or was i just blind

Or am I better off without you
leaving behind the memories
better off without you
across the open seas
trying to convince myself
am i better off without you


Karma


Do you believe in heaven?
Do you believe in hell?
Your indolent way of life,
Your own conscious tolled the bell.

Your mouth mimics words,
Yet your mind has no cognition.
All that you are,
Everybody's a third basemen.

Tick tock, tick tock,
The time is coming forthwith.
Your worlds about to crumble,
Your existence soon a myth.

No stories or deeds,
Will ever be told.
I will watch you decay,
Karma’s about to hit you tenfold.

Friendship Of The Meicneoir Cailín

The cries must be halted,
I have lost the keys.
Your silence deafens,
How deep it cuts me.

Meaningless words,
On misty waters.
Your cruel devices,
Keep me faltered.

The hypnotic voices coming,
Like a sirens ruthless ploy.
Keeping me trapped within,
Feeling like a wind up toy.

A false sense of amity,
The accouterments are broken.
Shall I cover my eyes with pennies,
Let's listen to the bellman.

Oh Meicneoir Cailín,
Waiting grinds the pain.
Speak or forever be silent,
Will you love or be disdain.








Whispers and Cries

Concealed behind pain,
A hopeful soul bleeds.
Days long forgotten,
Creep upon me.

Lust turned to want, turned to love,
The depth of my soul weeps.
Connected by a hundred stars,
Two hearts slowly bleed.

My mind slowly pales,
Dreams of silent cries.
Seeking to break the chains,
My whole wants to try.

Your pain is mine,
Behind masquerading fears.
Loneliness ever lures,
Stranded by the hold of tears.

The soul in our eyes,
Has the voices of a choir.
The heavens can wraith,
You just have to light the fire.












Empty Conversation

Cool breeze soothing the nerves
Playful laughter of children
The smell of wildflowers across the water
I see your smile light up the room
Like that of a lit fountain in a lake
Your chuckles make fitting for a care free moment
No rushing, but even paced
The sun highlights your cheeks
Like melting of ice off a facade
Showing the true beauty beneath
Sometimes it feels like
Paradise has failed
The sun has set and smiles have faded
To reach out
To look out
The fear of
Talking to myself
I usually loose
My reflection has no answers
The rustling of leaves
The rush of the water
Natures steps keep in tow
Rays of light shinning through
Almost as if magical
Damp rocks, smell of serenity
Hand in hand up to the top
False securities as we fall
Cotton candy and fries
Drift along the wind
Bells and whistles predict the win
Kids games but make you feel good
Top row prize like I knew I could
Turn to hand it away
No one is there
Emptiness ensues
Music playing low
Drifting on the wind
Smell of the outdoors
Peaceful and quiet
Time to think
Time to close my eyes and see
See what it is
What life is to me