Life is and continues to be fractured. As I get older the truths and constants that I held in my hands as law now seem like childlike echoes of something more noble…
Wednesday, 8 June 2011
why we walk away
she was beautiful
smart
young
she made you smile
and you had forgotten how
she filled the cracks in your life
with laughter
and music
and you could have loved her
but your bruised heart
could not hold on
could not grip
the weight within her love
Thursday, 2 June 2011
I will not yield
bend your knife
between my ribs
and twist it slowly
bring me down
let me crash
let me burn
beat me to my knees
snap every bone
remove my clothes
and leave me naked and cold
take all my possessions
and drag me to your version of hell
de-construct my faith
and leave me godless
turn all that I love against me
and empty my heart
but enemy of mine
take heed
look at what is left
and know that it is stronger
and more frightening
than all your hatred for me
for I will never yield
and when you walk away
don't look back
for that is when I rise
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