Monthly Archives: September 2013

The darkness seemed to dissipate

She could feel his spirit near

Fear was gone and for a brief moment her soul was complete



That seed of hope was beauty in her eyes.

It was pure as her soul.

It radiated like light from her body

but there was not one man who could capture its meaning.

As he gazed upon her face,

he could still taste the sweetness

of her youth

and smell her scent left behind on her morning pillow.

Images of years gone by

It all swirled together and intertwined forever.

Even if it’s only in his memory.



Trying to run away

from the feelings inside.

Only at night do they

play with the mind.

Betrayed by the heart.

Leaving me wide awake.

All the logic in the world

can’t make it go away.


Lost inside the lies in my head.

Lips have forgotten what was last said.

Fantasies that cloud the heart.

No looking forward.

No turning back.

Blurry lines is all that is seen

trying to determine reality.


“I’m wearying t…

“I’m wearying to escape into that glorious world, and to be always there; not seeing it dimly through tears; and yearning for it through the walls of an aching heart; but really with it; and in it.”

Emily Bronte-Wuthering Heights

In a Emily Bronte kind of mood this evening…


Hiding behind the words

that are carefully chosen

in between the lines is where the truth lies hidden

If ever the truth shall ever come out

The eyes will be the chosen escape route