Bones

Bones

You know when you're young and you break a bone
And you flinch at the pain as it takes you whole
And you swear you won't be bad again
Because all you want to do is escape the pain
And you fight but it won't go away
So you pray and you pray
'It was a mistake!' you'll say
You don't forget those days


Those days when you're lost and you learn
You're helpless and you yearn
For someone to turn and guide you through the hurt


Because to your dismay
You find that bones aren't the only things that break


Like how promises are just as brittle
As the bones you broke when you were little
Like how a marriage could fall apart
The laughable emptiness of 'till death do us part'
Like how the pressure leaves you shaking
You hope to heal so you're stranded waiting


And by the end you just wish you were that little kid
Who knew of pain as something which
Hurt a lot but for a bit
And didn't last like how it did
And didn't scar like how it did
You think of how it was before
And breaking bones doesn't seem so bad anymore.

Fall

Fall

You run and the road beneath you moves backward but you haven't gone any further
And you trip trying to keep up with the spin of the earth
It's hard to settle when the momentum threatens to cast you
Into flight 


But if for a second you were suspended
You would accept it
The hang in the air 
To rebel against gravity
To pause in insanity
And feel that this has to be


A temporary bliss but those seconds are taking their time
And you might look around but the air past your eyes
Blinds your sight and 
Save for the cushion of empty that envelops your body
You become oblivious to heights to drops to all
To the flight before the fall.

Deathbed

Deathbed

Stranded in the dark pitch black unpolluted by light
A glazed look but I find it comforting how we are blind to what we cannot see
In this nothingness we are everything we could ever be


Holding on to the air and breathing there's a breath that leaves me
Shaken at the thought that I'm comforted in fact
By this strange abyss my eyes don't see this eternal black


They said it should be cold here but I don't feel it
Said it should be empty I'm more at peace than I feel I'm allowed to feel
And they said it should have taken the life from me 


But it took a life for me to see this everything and nothing
Staring straight ahead I dared the dark to look back
And it did and I closed my eyes 


And nothing changed.

Star

Star

Those stars that light the sky are scars that tear into our eyes
Looking up a cold embrace a fake smile a hint of malice
A state of wonder and I'm paralysed by this desperate shade of isolation


But your hand brushes mine and I'm pulled back into time
The one where it stops and there's just me and you and the air hangs still
Alone together a constant spill of dreams and hearts that meld 


You smiled and I did and all else seems pointless now lines said without words
Because all that was needed was the presence of us of two of me and you
Of scars and stars that shape the black and cloak the sky for us to fall into.

The Romance Of Streetlights

The Romance Of Streetlights

I've always found streetlights strangely beautiful.

I'm sure more people would, if only they took the time to look up. We often ignore what our eyes can't see, but then again, you can't ignore what your eyes never know. 

Bright, like candles hanging in midair above the terraces and ever changing colours of the traffic lights below. Above the green go, amber slow, red no, they stand stationary waiting for the light to break the dusk. 

Nothing but still, watching the blur of headlights and metal speed past along the grey streaks dotted with white that line their each side. Silent and static amidst the chaos. It's a sight to look up and see this luminescence framed by some vast expanse of dark and stars flickering softly in the background. "Turn your head up" is all they'd ever ask if they could speak. Politely, of course.

Rather this than roses and a box of chocolates.