I believe in living a human life; this means sharing all the vulnerabilities of the human condition. Perceptions and obsessions of happiness can alienate the most basic human emotion and can add to the struggle of finding peace with ourselves. Misery finds itself in a world of secrets.
As I walked past you, I heard you whisper my name
I begged you not to stare at me, as your scent brought you back to life
You pulled me in, and I could feel your fingers touch my skin
The moment you touched me, I felt a draft that I evaded as long as I could
An ache so deep and heavy, I collapsed from the weight
Please spare me the pain of loving you again, and let me go
As you scratch my skin, make sure you take all that you can,
as it will feed your insatiable appetite of me
As I walked to the door, tears stung my cheeks like acid
and my heart slowly stopped beating
As I pushed the gates of the chamber open,
I turned around to beg you to leave me alone
The wind started to whisper; so profound I braced my ears.
I suddenly heard what I hadn’t know before; you needed me all along
As the force blew like a thousand hurricanes,
I stepped into the fear and closed my eyes
I felt your fingers slip into mine and we walked into the storm
When our eyes met, I saw what no one else could;
the moonlight reflecting on a single tear
I could read your lips as you spelled out every syllable;
t-h-a-n-k y-o-u m-i-s-e-r-y,
I l-o-v-e y-o-u.
November 30, 2014