TiedCords will tie your handsAnd I will smile and will walk away,Away from someone I thought of as my soul-mate,You're bound, and its for the best-I can't cry.I knew it was on the horizon,Then you made the decision for me-A choice that ends neatly enough,Leaving you tied to someone else.Ropes, rings, chains…Its all the same.You will never be mine.
MemoriesMemories are treasures-And foolishness all at once;Bitter, and yet wonderful,A lost moment scatteredLike light across water-Or bottled up and stored,In a dusty cupboard--locked away.The perspective of one lifetimeSeen how no other living creatureCould even imagine to see it.
ImaginaryI’m a dream to you cannot have,You know the person is real;But you cling to the womanWho stands in your imagination.The more solid I become--The more you push me away.Continue to build your mind-shrine,Soon your fiction will be all you have leftAs reality has already begunTo take those first steps walking away.
RainThe sky fragmented;A million liquid pieces--Lost tears falling down.
.DreamClose heavy eyelid,Time to lay and rest.Let the real world go,And let imaginationBloom and create,Let it expand whileYou peacefully slumber,Grow wild, and take over,Lead you away to dream On the wings of butterflies,Of bright feather light dreams,Soft and almost bubble like,That will pop - burst suddenly!At the interrupting loud claxonOf the alarm clock