Monday, February 13, 2012

it's me and it's you

Have I mucked it up as I always do?
You know who you are
You know that it's you
Or maybe you don't
And maybe it's me
I'm trapped in my thoughts
Like a nail in a tree
That leaves a deep mark
And sucks out my life
Will you be there to catch me
Will I fall on the knife?
The perpetual cycle
Of the give and the take
You're pulling your hair
You scream FOR GOD'S SAKE
You catch their eye knowing
You smile and it's true
That we've both met our match
It's 'me' and it's 'you'.

just another grain of sand

This great burden of aspiration
Has started to affect my concentration
And all of the things that I want to achieve
Are clouded and blurry and my heart's on my sleeve
Getting dusty and chipped and picking up stains
And my head aches with thoughts and the tears and the strains
That soon it will pass and I will be left in the dust
There'll be no one to hear me and no one to trust
That the best things in life have now passed me by
If I chase my tail for too long do you think I could die?
Might I choke on the words of unwritten dreams
Or lie in the dark and silently scream
Obsessively scribbling down lists "I should do"
Then waste away hours with worry for you
And stress about numbers and negative signs
If I tell myself "no," or it's too high to climb
Then nothing will come and nothing will go
I'll stay on the porch, swaying to swaying fro
Looking out at the world with a wall at my back
Not going forward but not stepping back
Stagnant and stinking in a pit of despair
There are bugs on my feet and dust in my hair
But no one to notice as they all have a life
Invested in triumphs and blinded by strife
And the great irony is that the more that I think
I'm making a difference, but do nothing but blink
It's all here within me and going no where
Because I plan far too much and I worry and care
That if I don't produce something that validates me
I'm just another grain of sand drifting into the sea...?

Thursday, January 26, 2012

it is all within me

I turned a corner today
And I found myself facing the right direction
Towards a place of self-actualisation
And a breeze of feeling that anything is possible

I can do all of the things that I want to do
I can be all of the things that I want to be
My fists clench with excitment when I am thinking of you
And my toes curl with knowing that it is all within me.

Sunday, January 15, 2012

your own slot in time

You know when you're stuck
In a place that feels stale
You're stuck in a rut
You follow your tail

You know there's more out there
To meet and to see
Surges of passion
Plunge into the sea

Unfamiliar waters
Pulling you down, pulling deep
It's dark in the daytime
You're awake when you sleep

Then there are places you've been
Where your heart feels much lighter
The fields are much greener
And the sky is much brighter

All the people you meet
Have no time and no place
They stand in that street
And they look at your face

And some come up to you
To walk on your path
To share this life's moment
Make you smile, make you laugh

They ask where you are going
They ask where you've been
And you tell them your story
And you share all your dreams

They look in your eyes
They might hold your hand
Your heart skips a beat
Writing letters in sand

Then their turn is next
You listen, intent
But the time comes again
Paths reaching their end

You stand there alone
Prickle trickle of tears
Another time passed
More memories, more years

You have no companion
No partner in crime
Just you on your journey
Your own slot in time.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

breathing under a patient sun

Breathing under a patient sun
On the edge of a precipice
A vastness of land opens before you
Waiting for you to jump.

You are drawn into the unknown
But rooted to the earth
Strands of energy clinging to you
Where you stand.

Whispers of promise
pull you from a distance
your fists clench
your heart pounds in your chest.

Each beat
like a distant thunder clap
tells of a storm brewing within
shifting.

The gravel crunches underfoot
jolts behind your kneecaps
the heat from a beast at your back
warm, pungent breath on your neck.

You stand on the edge of the precipice
safer with the devil you know
but wise enough to realise
you need to jump.

Friday, December 16, 2011

towards the unknown

Wandering along a path of brown, fallen leaves
Taking small, deliberate steps
In a direction you don't know

Moving with the tide of nameless faces through scenes
That play out all around you
As you consider your role

You pick up your pace and you lift up your head
Looking outwards to something
That the world means to show

You have love in your heart and faith in yourself
Trusting it all will work out
Even if now you don't know.

i know what love is

I might not know yet if my path here is this
But one thing is sure, I know what love is

I know what it is to give away your heart
And to trust in another; not be one but a half

I know what it is to share your deep fears
To show them your soul, and plan out the years

I know what it is not to know what to do
When they told you one day, that they'd die here for you

And I know what it is to feel like you'd die
Without them around you couldn't laugh, smile, or cry

I know what it is to feel something so great
That you cannot turn back, sit silent, or wait

I know what it is to look at their face
And see your eyes in theirs, two people one place

And I know what it is when that dream crashes down
To the reality of loneliness that echoes no sound

Of babies unborn and futures unread
Alone in your dreaming, alone in your bed

Your fears you face solo and you know that it's true
There are others much similar, but none are for you

I know what it is to walk far, far away
From something so perfect, but at the end of the day

I know what it is to know it's not right
And risk all the comfort, to fight the good fight

I know what it is to be nothing but true
And I'll know what it is...

When I meet you.