Monday, August 31, 2009

Friday, August 28, 2009

Rail Road Decisions pt 2

I got on the train, believe it or not.

But I got off early.
Hey mom :)

Rail Road Decisions.

3 trains.
Headed towards my direction, have come and gone without me.
Not waiting an extra second for me to make a decision.
I can't quite seem to build the courage to love you again.
To run off with this luggage to a new home that you've built for us while you were gone for so very long..

Here you are.
A year later.
At my door step
Wishing me back with no hard feelings.
As unexpected as your visit was, I've been waiting for you.
I've been waiting since that cold winter that you vanished.
Waiting through spring & summer, Through winter again, with little slumber, I waited until August.
I even waited while encountering numerous relationships with others, hoping you would be the reason I abruptly massacred feelings with another.

Like a season finale,
you left me yarning for more.
After months of insight, hopes and dreams, you simply said goodbye.
We;
The youngest hearts amongst clovers and kings
You;
My Ace, have allowed me to rise above the game
However, slashing your own chances as if it were better for the both of us.
I pity you, fool
For you honestly believe, THIS could be the beginning of our forever that we planned.

I'm convinced I'm dreaming.
The individual of my dreams has return, asking for my hand to wince away into a land, that's as beautiful as we only imagined.
Love of my life, why do I no longer recognize your smile, and melt under your kiss?
Why is the chill from your finger tips as cold as death and no longer fill my soul with firey heat ?

As you can see...
Yesterday came to soon,
For I didn't have the chance to plan my actions for when you actually were to return.


Another train, another hour.
Us;
Sitting at opposite ends, awaiting my decision.
I pity you fool for believing in our love again.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Purposely Untitled

The wind is whispering again.
Singing sweet melodies in C & D major,
humming from its dungeon of happiness,
caressing promises into my soul that'll never be fully fulfilled.
While wrapping its cool around my ear, it lifts me from my feet into the arms of day dreams and imagination,
like i were a stray cat hypnotized by an aroma,
causing me to hover in motion towards a poisonous green scent;
hungry for the mystery.
Gloating in my own mystification, relaxedly drifting into a world that I've only caught smeared still frames of.
Just as the thought of a gestured smile appeared upon my face, my world graveled into the darkest grey.
The beautiful tune from the wind had so naturally transformed into the depressing violin composition that my world has come some what immune to.
There it was, Standing there grinning at me, wearing a black frown crying transparent tears.
The wind was crying again.