I have taken a liken to my hands, to the way you left them. Mangled bruises but only on the surface. Beneath you left me with tactile changes of my character. I trace these lines to their source And find they run much deeper than this feigning of disingenuous compromises Bent over the wrong way…
Tag: memories
Corridor Memories
Down the hall and to the left You’ll find a beating heart In case of ice, meant to keep it apart From the one it wants the most You’ll hear it, in the dead of night When the dreams turn to nightmares And when the crying stops It will whisper Of old memories And the…
Winding Road
Down this winding road I go Teetering on the edge of life Lost between a lover and a memory Oh how I wish to forget Sweet words with no meaning Empty promises left on my doorstep I must confess I was the one who ran away Down a winding road Between the now and the…
A Village Is No More
A boy stands on a hill Looking over the village down below In that moment he knows That despair will fall There will be a moment when the land reclaims what it has lost His village will be no more Tears begin to fall Now longer happy memories etched in the hill As night falls…
Spice and Nice 