Waiting

I can hear it drip
From the cuts that I bear
Pools of crimson red
Try as hard as I may
Pieces of a heart
Now lay scattered in disarray
Some say, wasted in wait
Never to come back again
But I smile in my pain
Waiting as she smiles through my gray

I can hear it drip
From the cuts that I bear
Like the sound of a beating drum
It breathes in fear
And for all that I have lost
In the wounds and scars I fare
Mornings pass by into nights
Millions of words tell me someone cares
For reasons only they can define
Waiting as she smiles through my tears

Reflecting

I’ve walked
a million miles
Under a haze
in a daze
of neong lights.
I’ve questioned
my conscience
at every step
As the streets
devour my innocence.
I’ve lived
a million lives,
Under the influence
in a second.
I’ve dreamt my billions
in an instant
Only to watch them
wash away
into the distance.
I’ve held
a million lives,
in secrets of disguise.
I’ve wished
many a stars
As they fell through the heavens
on a deep dark night.

Drowning in the sound of my cries
I try and hide
Every little emotion in the garb of a smile
As I wait for my deliverance.

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