My Daily Hallucination
There are days I wish you were here to tell me its ok.
And then there are days where I wish you would'nt have lied to me.
And then there are times I wish I would have got out of my childish fanastys,
and looked at you, not just a quick glance but really looked at you.
And I would have seen your tired eyes, and the way your hands shook.
but now I'm here choking, and crying in the tub while your ghost holds me and tells me its ok
and I wish your ghost would go away
because I'm starting to fall apart at the seams
and I can't lie to myself and say its ok
because it just doesn't sound the same
Goodbye to the Good Times
It took everything inside of me to not scream at your funeral
Because I'm angry at all the things I can't change
I miss the days when it was just you and me
when we played pirates by the sea
and when you held me when I scraped my knee
you told me "don't fear your whole life's in the hand of God"
I was young and thought it was odd,
but all I could do was smile and nod
I hugged you with my tiny arms and said "we'll always be together."
you looked at me with your hand on my cheek and whispered "forever."
but you lied to me, didn't you?
a small part of me knew
but I had hoped it wasn't true
you pushed me away in the end
and the space between us is something that won't mend
but I don't think I can ever truly say goodbye
If I do, it's gonna hurt worse since you're not here to hug me when I cry.
Infinity
I told the policeman that I’m drunk
and asked if he’s ever lost, someone
because everyone is moving on
but I’m still stuck on question one
God came and took you from me
He locked the door and threw away the key
he told me “Your time will come that’s a guarantee,
but you have to think about what she needs.”
“Don’t You Think It’s Pretty?”
“Don’t you think it’s pretty?” She asked absentmindedly. She ran her fingers across it, drumming softly.
Roger slipped his shoes on and looked up. “I think it’s lovely my dear,” he says. “But we must be going, we don’t want to be late.”
She pays no mind to his words too transfixed on the weight upon her neck.
Roger comes up behind her embracing her from where she stood on the stool. “If you don’t stop staring at it my love, I’ll have to take it back.”
She slowly turned around to face him, a hint of remorse flashed across her eyes.
“Roger my love, if one thing’s for certain I will never take it off.” and with that, she took a step off the stool she was standing on. Roger shaked his head and placed his hat upon it.
“My love, always one for dramatics.” He sighed as her body swayed slightly. “I’ll see you at the party, and don’t forget to lock the door.” and with that, he was gone.
She hung there smiling in her final moments and the door unlocked.
Siren
Listen to my siren song
You no longer have to think about right or wrong
Feel the waves on your legs
Fall to your knees and beg
Follow me to your grave
My song will make you brave
I know that you have got more fight left within you
But I'll break down your barriers to get through
If the sea could sing
It would sing to you
"We'll keep you sheltered my dear but we can't set you free."
I'll make you dance with your demons and television lines
Death is near you better recognize the signs
There's no happy ever after
No silence filled with laughter
only memories
from your life
For a moment we lock eyes
Yours widen in surprise
I'm so glad I got to share this moment with you
I wish you could see yourself drowning from my point of view
round and round we go
as you struggle to stay afloat
In your company, eternally
Here beside you, we'll always be
it'll just be us three
you, me and the sea
It's a foolish and a dangerous endeavor
Its a cut against the grain
It is not wise to go against the weather
Just to get caught out in the rain
And through it all
My song remains
Like teardrops in a hurricane