the lies
fall
one
by
one
from your
imperfect mouth
they stumble
and crumble
falling all the way
down
leaving a trail
of broken words
to lay on
the ground
for another
to fall upon
But not me
I no longer
take that path
I’ve chosen
another way
the night
burdens us all
forgiveness soon fades
leaving us trapped
in darkness
cries of the heart
can be heard
in a room filled
with silence
no longer afraid
as I’ve seen
a lifetime of hate
masked by sweet lies
I pray for rain
to cleanse my broken soul
oh God let it rain
the tears they fall
one by one
from the sky
shhh
no words are needed
the story
has already been told
written by these once
innocent eyes
The smoke bellows out
high above the house
the sins of the night
keep silent within
as the flames
reach their new height
watch the broken glass
as it shatters
to the floor
the memories kept safe
locked away
behind closed doors
close your eyes
you try to escape
hoping to leave
everything this time
but nothing ever changes
you just find new walls
to hide behind
the broken, battered
lies are left to torture
the next
The fire rages
leaving behind the only secrets
Secrets of the soul
These battered walls
they don’t talk
after all they’ve seen
deaf ears and blind eyes
they’ve tried not to know
but there is no escape
they breathe to forget
the innocence of the past
comes back to haunt
the unspoken words
seep into the cracks
hiding from the truth
forgiveness
doesn’t come easily
until red stains
this tortured place
and only then
does the innocence
begin to fall
but the truth
remains the same
behind these battered walls
She’s seen this house before
at least a hundred times
but only mostly in dreams
quietness falls
on a hot summer day
the breeze flowing freely
almost as if no one was home
the world never knew
the pain and silence
that she once had to go through
behind these battered walls
she builds her very own
the scars sometimes heal
but only sometimes
the innocent whispers can still be heard
even long after she’s gone
and the tears won’t ever fade
walking away, never forgetting
and never going back
to the 3rd house on the left
This is just beautiful. Poetry and writing are just in my soul.
Hope you all (the ones who celebrate anyway) had a wonderful Thanksgiving day. We should give thanks each and every day, not just today. Make memories every day and keep them tucked away in your heart for a lifetime to come. If you love someone, let them know. Say sorry, say thank you, help when you can, forgive, dream big, work hard, and just be a kind human being.
Looking through the stained window
the dark colored sky
fills another ordinary day
the thoughts they come
one by one
dripping like liquid
to earlier
sweet gentle kisses
that caress my body
fingers dancing upon silky skin
hot breath in forbidden places
the taste of sin on my tongue
I become one with you
in our moment of passion
electricity exploding inside
wave after wave
it washes over us both
again and again
with time on my hands
I sit and smile
letting my thoughts
fill yet another ordinary day.
Red like fire
a dance like this
pouty black lips
the nights only kiss
Flirting with fear
I fall to my knees
I hear the laughter
over and over again
pounding like thunder
filling my lonely head
You bring me
to the edge of my soul
and back again
broken but captivated
I’m under your spell
fulfilling a need
I close my eyes
but struggle to see
I hear you softly whisper
cold chills
run down to my very core
frozen
I await more
the lies fall from your lips
one by one
as the clock strikes
its final hour
I beg the night to fade
from darkness
to a shade of grey
the story is never told
if the words are never written
We only dance in silence
The Creative Chic 