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August 18, 2009 at 02:51 · Filed under Gifted (2009) and tagged: anger, confused, doubt, feeling, lies, life, loneliness, love, poetry, thought, unlove, writing
Your eyes and voice
Promised me a world
Of hope and dreams.
Finally, I thought you
Were here. That I’d arrived.
Mutual understanding.
In my head
You’re smiling at me.
I hate you.
Your flowers smell of death,
Aftershave hides her perfume.
Your voice is encapsulated
In a private joke
Of which I have no part.
I do not require excuses
Justification is certainly
Not permitted
As an exit strategy.
You can’t keep me up
All hours of the night,
Yet here I am.
Waiting.
I’m a joke.
The importance of company
Prioritisation
I am not prioritised
Who am I after all?
What’s in a grand gesture,
In your words of feigned love
When all that I asked was
Your time?
August 9, 2009 at 11:42 · Filed under Gifted (2009) and tagged: confused, depression, doubt, feeling, happiness, hope, lies, life, loneliness, love, pain, poetry, sadness, soul destroying, thought, uncertainty, writing
Yet your watery eyes, trembling lips,
And your voice mirror what’s deep inside.
Why are you shaking?
I:
Promised myself I wouldn’t fall for you,
So how stupid am I, now that we’re here?
My tears fall because I can’t be her.
Can only be me, and I am unsure, I don’t know
If, me by myself, if I’m enough for you.
A lesser love is not fair by the rules.
You:
Erased memories, as though they never existed,
Five years wiped clean, you replace everything
With your smile on my hand.
Sing me lyrics, in black and white,
Translating, transforming love into life
You hide behind your mask.
Advice:
You will never let go, emotionally
If you keep her secretly in your heart’s mind,
Reminiscing – but it just wasn’t fated honey.
Love based on a lie, is not to die for.
Even if it made you so happy for a sweet while.
She lied to you, though you remain friends.
Control techniques, defence mechanisms,
Keeping your fragile heart under wraps,
But your open arms are inviting me in.
Torturing yourself for her mistakes,
But who am I to care?
Just some girl, right?
August 2, 2009 at 18:08 · Filed under Gifted (2009) and tagged: butterfly, confused, cynicism, doubt, feeling, hurt, life, love, poetry, reality, thought, uncertainty, unlove, writing
Butterflies in my chest
And my heart,
Not palpitations.
A connection,
Distances apart.
You make me smile,
In the same breath
You kill my dreams,
Relegating my life
To make-believe.
Impatient waiting
Games, you play
Me for a fool,
Like a child lost
In a maze.
Ten minutes,
Twenty minutes,
Half an hour.
An hour.
It’s not even funny.
You’d be there
In a millisecond
If I was going to
Make you some
Money.
August 2, 2009 at 13:44 · Filed under Gifted (2009) and tagged: bullying, confused, doubt, feeling, lies, life, love, madness, marriage, poetry, reality, sadness, thought, uncertainty, violence, writing
Carving her name
Into your arm,
The blood weeps from
Your skin,
Showing her that
She is your world
And without her
You are sin.
Vandalise your nape
With pretend names
Like I’m stupid.
Foolish.
Tattoo her name in
Arabic on your clean
Dark skin, light heart
Scarred for life
In octopus ink.
Concentric circles
Burn your wrist,
Forgetting your chest.
Can’t let the fairer
Leave, prove your love
Blinding her mind,
Because actions speak
Louder than words.
August 1, 2009 at 12:56 · Filed under Gifted (2009) and tagged: confused, doubt, feeling, hope, lies, love, pain, poetry, thought, truth, uncertainty
You tell the truth
If it breaks my heart,
Watching me curl away
And die.
You tell the truth
So I know your world.
You tell the truth
So no-one else
Can hurt me, because
I’ve already heard.
You tell the truth
But you are in disguise.
You tell the truth,
Hiding your love
Behind those stars
In your eyes.
You tell the truth
Disappearing for
Days on end.
You tell the truth
Your hand
In my hand.
You tell the truth
Bringing me life
Past midnight.
You tell the truth
I love the sound
Of your voice.
You tell the truth
I am so in love
Wth you.
You tell the truth,
Even when
You lie.
August 1, 2009 at 12:08 · Filed under Gifted (2009) and tagged: anger, confused, doubt, feeling, hurt, lies, life, love, poetry, reality, secrets, tears, thought, uncertainty, unlove, writing
Scribbled post it notes
Under the eyes
Of the unwatching,
Inaccessible digits,
Disdained expressions,
Hopelessness in your voice,
Smiling through pain.
Your words calm me,
Pierce my brain
Like needles,
Tempted to believe
In your essence.
Nocternal phonecalls
Under the ears
Of the unhearing.
Craving his closeness
And grinning face
In the light
Of his eyes
Before me.
He tells me secrets
About you and that
You were perpetuating
Yet another lie.
Anguish accumulates
You are not
Worth these tears
I cry.
You are not
Worth these tears
I cry.
July 29, 2009 at 22:03 · Filed under Gifted (2009) and tagged: confused, doubt, feeling, happiness, hope, hurt, life, love, poetry, reality, thought, writing
You breathe all too suddenly,
Playing under covers.
Smiling.
Dead letter day, ten days too late
She will return to you,
Lost in fate.
Distorted innocence, waiting
For the misconception,
Of perfection.
You are missing in the rain
Bear with me, words
In the wind.
July 28, 2009 at 21:22 · Filed under Gifted (2009) and tagged: anger, confused, doubt, feeling, hurt, insomnia, life, lost, love, poetry, reality, thought, uncertainty, writing
To the point of no return
I invest myself in you
Will the reward be just
Enough for both us two?
Minds and beliefs
Separated, segregated
Can’t they combine?
Nothing has even happened
Blind leading the blind.
Offering me chocolate caramel
You kill me with sweet
And sour words
All I want is happiness
Don’t I deserve some kind?
Dream after dream
A sliced peace of mind.
Brown white speckles
Dimples and freckles
Your tapered needs
Hold more importance
Than the peace of my sleep.
July 28, 2009 at 21:14 · Filed under Notes and tagged: anger, confused, doubt, feeling, life, love, madness, poetry, thought, writing
My eyes are tired
Not through crying
But from a migraine
That hurts my brain
You keep me up
Because you are out
I sleep disconnected
Until you tell me
You are safe.
July 28, 2009 at 18:48 · Filed under Diary of a Luna.............tic and tagged: confused, doubt, feeling, hurt, insanity, lies, love, lunatic, madness, pain, poetry, sadness, soul destroying, thought, truth, uncertainty, unlove, writing
How is it possible for you to be so fake?
To smile and hold my hand, tuck my hair away
To look into my eyes and blatantly lie?
How can you do that?
Telling me you’ve never felt so calm and at peace
That all your worries disappear with your sleep
Now that you are back on your feet
With the pea coming in to your pockets so fresh
How can you plead for my love, plead for me
To stay and lie through your teeth?
You tell me that you know how much you have hurt me
What you have done, how you don’t deserve me
You’re right, that’s why I am leaving.
Suddenly, after two months you are dying
It’s funny how you call me beautiful
When the mortgage is due this week
Funny how you’ve been happy to
Pretend I don’t exist since June
Funny how you didn’t screw over
Less what I gave
Lucky I gave you any at all.
You’ve lost me for good, baby.
And it’s all your fault.
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