Candles sinking. Time
passes by the red oak trees
shadow. Time to breathe.
Candles sinking. Time
passes by the red oak trees
shadow. Time to breathe.
There’s pain from fallingĀ in love
and pain when remembering too.
There are times I wish for pain so
I can feel closer to you.
Found friends to love
and a life to drown in.
I’m not scared to feel.
I’m scared of nothing.
“If you can dream it, you can do it.”
-Walt Disney
a grey stone skips cross
the lake causesĀ ripples of
what was, what can be
dying inside you’re
devouring this heart, crunching
fat, muscle and bone
ticking human clocks
faded footprints cover earth
look-a sky of graves
Burned at my edges
Leaking life from time, just patch
me up, call me fine
“I wish as well as everybody else to be perfectly happy; but, like everybody else it must be in my own way.”
Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā Ā -Jane Austen(Sense and Sensibility)
I’d open that door, but I’m scared.
You see, that is no ordinary door. It’s my door.
Gold and silver wrapped around each other like vines, but no thorns.
There are enough on the other side. I hope they don’t nick you.
There’s a lotĀ I hope doesn’t hurt you.
You see, my door may look beautiful and bright, but what it opens to is an
anomalous world.
Will that frighten you? You, who thinks they know everything about my door.
Where it came from, How it was made, What it leads to…
But what if you were wrong? What if everything you thought was wrong?
Would you still appreciate the door, my door?
You may be wrong, but there is no need for distance. My intentions were not of
deceit, I promise you. The door, my door is still the same one you looked upon
all thoseĀ years ago. It’s just changed.
I’ve changed and where you thought it led was a dreamĀ of your own making.
Now, I wish you to see, but will you promise me something?
Once you open my door, walk all the way through and do not close it.
Promise me.
Promise me, for I fear it may not open again.
There are things that frighten even meĀ about my door.
It’s of my creation and That is what I fear most.