Gravity Pulls

I'll be right there  in your arms, when you want me to

I'll take the path inside your heart, to get to you

Roaring seas, hunter's traps... I'll figure it out

Another day in your arms, my commission

When you are scared, things seem austere

Gravity pulls, but I will be there

The earth may turn a thousand times, I'll find you

Machu Picchu; the Pyramids at Giza

Even the 7 wonders of the world can't stop me

These Pyramids align to the stars to guide me

The solstices appear, I'll find my way

Wherever you are, I will be there

When you are scared, things seem austere

Gravity pulls, I won't  stay away

Withdrawal

Starting over, from the end... my mistake

The price to pay , measured with an invisible pain

Heartbeats racing, short breaths, short answers

Holding it in, why? Pretending... everything is okay

Regaining ground lost on you, following the blind

3rd time is the trick...maybe

I liked you better when I didn't know

Now, these withdrawal symptoms you left me with are too much for my soul

Rigamortis kicks in, please leave me alone, stop interrupting my contractions

I want to die, don't you understand?

My withdrawal is from this world

But my brain can't comprehend the non existence that awaits

So instead of having eternal  slumber

We just start over... from the end, my mistake

...Was that the beginning or the end?

Lost & Found

Trying to find a self I didn't know I had, until you stole it from me before I had,
The chance to know it existed
The innocence I was unaware of, without a chance to acknowledge it faded,
Into an eternal rest, so jaded
Years upon years, I kept my silence, just because I was afraid, ashamed, abused and misused
Naive... I was NOT A STATISTIC... at least that's what my mind said to my heart
Not this little girl who's heart was filled with joy, once upon a time
Not this child who only needed love, just to get by
Confusion phased  me, it felt like I was in the wrong, while you were the right
Self destruction was what I'd lead to if I didn't let you have your way
But the more I took, the older I got somehow God found a way
To open my eyes
Maybe it's how you treated her...hurt me, but don't you dare lay a hand on her
My pain, my sadness, my life
All controlled by a mere man who thought he was God
But the real Father provided me with will power and strength to carry on
And that was all I needed to find my way, to a place I'd call lost and found
The lost girl found her way to the innocence that was rightfully hers... rightfully mine

This stranger, My friend

Awkward conversations, awkward behavior
Good intentions
Tender hearts, two of one kind
Similar interests, our taste in men
Jealous thoughts vanished
Our first conversation...rectified
Rainy days, life and death
We speak about  mistakes made, regrets, weaknesses and strengths
We speak about life
Our similarities...astonishing
One wish, you'd get better
Second wish, you'd grow stronger
Both twenty two, I wish we'd met earlier
The cycle of life, sometimes leads to cyclic dismal
But we can't tell and that's what scares us

This stranger, my friend

Our moment in time, was time well spent

Loving you hurts me

I hate loving you, because hating you is so much harder
Your selfish ways have made me strong,
But my faith has been consequently tarnished
The stereotypical love I thought was mandatory
Was like a switch for you
Maybe there is a supernatural plan,
My mere being can't quite understand
Your disgusting ways fog my memory
The stench of it makes me nauseous
Makes me wonder if I'll someday become
The same thing I despise

I'm growing weary, my faith is leaking
So tired of being strong,
Let me rest in your arms for awhile
But first let me make you understand what I'm feeling
Only then can you give me the love I need
Not the kind you want to give
If I accepted the kind you offered I would be just like you

So until you offer me what is stereotypically mine,
I'll continue you to say to you, I hate loving you,
Because hating you becomes so much harder

Call me when the rain is over

It's Time to Play