Wednesday, June 15, 2016

SIXTY

31. It's a break of the routine
That makes hollow halls
Fill with light or dust

32. The worst downed on us
We turned from rainbows
To just one of the many

33. Where are our glasses
That portrayed the world
Only in colour and light?

34. I lost the magic
That made me tell who
Was the sun and who the moon

35. If we split the world
I'll give you the Sun
Just let me have the flowers

36. They are all just Moons
Dim reflections of
Someone else's burning light

37. When I look at you
Flowers swap colours
And rain reverses its way.

38. In the human factory
Workers made mistakes
And gave you too much love

39. Only the not so silent
Rain knows that I'm not
Playing by the rules

40. Even the gray girl knows how
Your eyes lit up when
You caught her smiling

41. So EXTRAORDINARY
Us together now
Like years never passed

42. I wish we would find
What made us special
And we let it fade to fit

43. We dust the invisible
Crumbs of our pants as
We leave past behind

44. Darkness be it friend
Or enemy always brings
Me solace and peace

45. How many nights will go by
Before the moonlight
Will awake the wolves

46. Finally I see
That both cards have been used and
All my hope is lost

47. His genuine smile was
Worth all the nights spent
Drying up his tears

48. I wish the night would
Swallow up the beast
That haunts me in bright daylight

49. I'm thinking of
thinking about thinking of
thinking about I'm...

50. All the planned conversations
Never go to plan
Yet I still rehearse

51. The INSPIRATION
Awaits in the dreamy clouds
But is too far to reach

52. We are the colors
Of the sky that glows
With the memory of light

53. When the pressure makes
Me cave so hard I
Don't do anything at all

54. Afraid of judgement
I leave it in me 
For oblivion to steal

55. I know you promised always
Yet I' m still afraid
You'll leave me for them

56. How did I manage
To find this place where
Only the wrong ones like me

57. Even though we've changed
I wish you wouldn't
Have outgrown the loser me

58. I tried my hardest
But succeeded in the
Wrong ways at wrong times

59. How do I tell them
That I hated the process
But loved the result

60. I stop in my tracks
To feel the pulse on my neck
And prove I'm alive


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