project tomato
catch me
i’m falling
it’s so bright and beautiful
so magical
how can this hurt..
it can’t.. can it?
falling so fast
i’m helpless
i want it to stop, kind of..
when i hit the ground
will the explosion of hurt
make me a better person?
or will it destroy me completely..
it feels so pretty
i can’t want it to stop
i don’t really
i feel weightless, like a feather
falling with force
into the hope of you
just breathe
staring through the light she sees what she wants
what she hopes is real
if it could ever be found
she reaches to touch it
to feel it in her fingers, in her mind and soul
yet a breath away and it’s gone
like yesterdays thoughts
she waits for it to come to her
with a blinded look she searches
maybe when it comes it will make sense
or maybe that’s a dream of better days
are the thoughts mere lies to herself?
gasping out loud she stops
the light has gone
her fingers tremble of thoughts
she closes her eyes in hope
waiting for the light she imagines it true
wishing for it not to be
a broken heart and a mind of scars
take her to the end and back
and with her cold fingers she finds the piece
that brings it all back through to her body and mind
once again she cries
for the love and blood lost
and as the surface comes clearer
she finds the moment to breathe again
one, two..
no childs play
Time and time again you play the card
The card that is tired and worn
Broken, almost
I could rip that card to shreds
I should
But I let you go as you need it
The feel of it for you
The comfort
Yet you think you know my card
And that is has no significance
No compete for you
Tho the wounded soldier cries alone
They feel the need to drain others
To pull the life back into their own
I see it happening in a vicious cycle
It’s easier to sit back and watch
Then throw myself into it all
I will sit and wait
And see if you notice
That I gave the game up a long time ago
That I can’t compete with selfishness
And that I’m letting you win the invisible struggle
I fear you will not ever realise what’s happened
And your mind will never overcome it all
I can only hope for the strength
The passion and the love
To eventually breakthrough and win
Once and for all
I see you in a light like no one else
You are a wandering mind
Someone I can’t figure out
Yet I feel your pain so real
It is something I have felt before
Pain from the love so deep
Whilst it is hard to let go of it all
The time will come when you are ready
I want to help you through your pain
At an arms length of love
I feel you need the warmth of a heart that has recovered from such pain
If you let me in I can help you out
If you push me away
Then freedom is not yet here in your heart
repeat offender
It was bad
No, wait..
It was unforgiveable
How could you put me away like that
Put me so far down I couldn’t speak
I couldn’t sleep
I couldn’t eat
Just a turn of the mind and you were gone
To let me think that I was the cause of the entire downfall
When it was really your selfishness that got in the way
If you weren’t such a cunt about it then maybe I wouldn’t be so disheartened about it all..
About love, in general
But I thank you now for hurting me
So deep, so brutal
Now nothing else will ever feel as bad
Like when you shattered my soul like a piece of glass
belong
My time here has come to an end
I don’t feel the love
I don’t feel at home
I’m scared that my homecoming bliss will wear off soon after
But where can I go to next?
To stay in a place where you feel no soul
Is like not receiving the love that you give
To hide behind the colourful city and the antics
Is a lie waiting to be told
I know in my heart there is a place where I will feel comfortable….eventually
So, for now, I am happy to explore the opportunities
Whilst I search for my place of soul
bliss n eso
here’s an interview i did with mc bliss from bliss n eso
check.it.out
http://www.fasterlouder.com.au/features/26138/Bliss-N-Eso
why do we always care what people think?
why is it that we tell ourselves everyday that it doesn’t matter what we do, say or how we act, that it’s ok to look foolish at times and we shouldn’t think about what other people think of us as it can be damaging to a person’s soul.
you can tell yourself this everyday but if you don’t let go and be unique then you will become one of those people that look upon others as being different.
we should say what we think, do as we feel and be as we want to be to get the most out of our lives.
it may not make you happy but it may give you freedom from your thoughts
relections pt2
As a breath of fresh air in the sun, there was a time when it was innocent and radient
It was the now, the ease of it all
Music was the foundation of the souls
But a tortured artist cannot be tamed
Still, an open wound from ago lend a hand in the fate played upon it all
There was the promise of clarity, a perfect reality
But the end is of broken dreams, from a mind too wired for its own existence
Destructible, impossible at times but there one stood, determined
One loved and did all that one could
But you were not a being that welcomed the ways
After it all, tired and emotionally drained, the end was peaceful for one
A sense of guilt, pain, joy and pride stood
One is left with a reasoning in the life
relections pt3
Never before had one felt so revived, afresh of life and ready for the next chapter
Still unsure of the path ahead, one fell into step with another
So sure of it all yet a character with soul, you came at a time of crossroads
One chose with defiance to take part of an unknown journey, excited but nervous of the boundaries
So much experience, the life lessons one learnt upon this journey
Your character gleamed and before long determination bought you to heights only ever dreamed
It seemed the pieces fit and it had been the only time one felt relaxed and secure with another being
There was a connection, something felt right, was it the fun of it all?
Spontaneity?
But one was loyal of the success even though there was the feeling of disillusion to ones own path
But soon you were not secure and strong as once before
The character dimmed and the soul lost its way
Success beckoned with a one way street
And suddenly the pieces no longer fit
One is left with questions for the life…
