Somewhere, a Clock is Ticking

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I just wanted you to be proud.

But you always said it was better to be good than proud. To be honest than proud. To be Fair than Proud.

So I kept all my promises and appointments and I told you the truth out loud.

I loved with my heart on my sleeve even when I was crushed like a fallen leaf on the ground.

So I'm good

Please.

Be proud.

Have you been keeping your promises lately?

Remember, not so long ago, 

with passion strung high and pursuit running deep

desirous of an outcome, amidst loosing your sleep

you whispered words of promise, ones you vowed to keep ..

I'll find you.

I went astray today.

I lost my way today. 

In that split second instant when you held out the sun, in the tips of your fingers, and offered it to me. That Light was so blinding I had to blink a few times to clear my eyes. When I could see again, I found that I had strayed a long way from the path we were on, and the sun was back in the sky. 

But you

 were gone

and the Darkness was cold and empty.

I am searching for your light but now only the shadows show me the way

I'm not afraid of the Dark.

I'll go back.

I'll find you.

Deaf Meets Mute

Within the silence

In your bed

Above the noise

Inside your head

It nudges, it whispers

It resonates

Yet, you cannot hear.

 I cannot say.

Stay

Go.

Go if you must.

But I so wish that you stayed..

Ain't the first time I've loved and lost

Nor the first time ; being betrayed.

The walls will come up again as they were

Another impetuous pallisade

Go on 

Go, if you must.

But I so wish that you stayed.

If the world were a ball of glass
Its only so long before it acquires a crack
It seems detachment is the operative word.
A virtue I seem to thoroughly lack

As you go,
You take away a piece of me,
and I will worry for I am afraid,

But really, go on 

Go,
If you must.

While I stand, wishing that you stayed.