Collection of poems written over a troubled period of time. |
My pages I scroll the pages of my life Only to find not a single trace of me, Because all my pages are full of thee. Owned and thrown away Anger tried to erase the pages But it only erased me Because all my pages are full of thee. Prisoner of these pages I stand... I hope to write... Not to write stories of me Because all my pages are full of thee. Stay When I pleaded you not to run, When you watched me fall, Why did you ignore my call? Why didn't you stay? And the day came, And you entered again Thought I'd keep you safe, But you said you couldn't stay, That you had to run away Why didn't you stay? Prisoner of a limbo That I can't decide if built for me or by me Waiting to be free Waiting for the day, When I hear you say... Why don't I stay? She's not here It's late at night and I can't sleep Because every time I close my eyes I dream of her near But she's not here. Empty sheets lie beside me As her body once did Memories like a blade that cut deep Leave me on the floor to bleed And in this bitter end I'm left only to dream of her near But she's not here. Wanderer As darkness steals light away, A tear rolling down his face Meets its inevitable fate, Nurtures the ghosts that wait. Drifting to find his way home Still haunted by memories gone How could you have been so wrong for so long? Will you ever find the reason why, Wanderer? |