I tried to forget you.

I locked you out of my 
thoughts but you seem 
to carry a spare key. 


I've tried erasing your voice
but every songbird sounds
like it must've took
lessons from you.


Every dust swirl and cloud puff
paints portraits of your
face.
 
Every still stream
knits quilts of your
reflection on its watery
skin.

You were the sun and I
had been staring too
long. Because every time
I blink 
you are still all I see.


Shakieb Orgunwall

Sometimes

Sometimes I don’t say a word,

I listen to the prose you utter,
The unspoken rules that you mutter.

Sometimes I don’t open my mouth,
I hear your twisted logic,
Your conventional ways of being prolific.

Sometimes I don’t do a thing,
I stare at your confident mannerisms,
Your obvious terrorism's.

© Amy Serafina

Goodbyes

Goodbyes are hard. Reminders that what was will never be again.

© Amy Serafina

The Unsaid

And sometimes it's the unsaid that kills you inside. 
Trapped like a venomous spear,
angling to rip through.
The unsaid.
The unknown.
Flowing through your veins,
crushing your soul.

© Amy Serafina

After a while you learn...

After a while you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul,

And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
And company doesn't mean security,

And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises.

And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head up and your eyes open,
With the grace of an adult,
Not the grief of a child.

And you learn to build all your roads on today,
Because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans.

After a while you learn that even sunshine
Burns if you get too much.

So you plant your own garden and decorate your own soul,
Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.

And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong.
And you really do have worth,

and you learn
and you learn
with every goodbye, you learn…

Veronica A. Shoffstall

And so, the path again becomes foggy.

What was clear, now gets compounded

By the very thing that I ran away from.

I ran for so long, and in the end I came to this:

How can I run, when I run from myself?

How can I hide, when I hide from myself?

What place is there without You,

When You are within me?

"Staring at the ceiling in the dark
Same old empty feeling in your heart
'Cause love comes slow and it goes so fast

Well you see her when you fall asleep
But never to touch and never to keep...
'Cause you loved her too much
And you dived too deep

Well you only need the light when it's burning low
Only miss the sun when it starts to snow
Only know you love her when you let her go

Only know you've been high when you're feeling low
Only hate the road when you're missin' home
Only know you love her when you let her go

And you let her go"

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RBumgq5yVrA&feature=youtu.be