The Truth Hurts...

It, at this moment, the manic grin spreads across my face, as the tears fall down through an empty void I once called my name, but now my name is something that doesn’t belong to me, I knew it once and now I cant get rid of it, you can call me and I will turn to look, but as the look becomes a stare and as the gaunt left overs remain to remind me of the man who could and would care; cant anymore. Who makes me feel like these feelings make me do, who wants to call them theirs when they are mine, who wants to share a few and live them too, Do you? and while the mirror of my life cracked and shattered shows me who I am, was, or could be, who can hold onto that which cuts me so deep and who will rock me to sleep when the lights go dim and I cant seem to win. who.

Lost Love?

Can you hear me, can you even try, would you listen if you could, would you let me try

I never found it easy, I never knew why

Every time I spoke you looked at me like you heard, but tomorrow will only show, and too many tomorrows have come and then they seem to go, my words seem forgotten or don’t seem to show

Can you, just hear me, just let me know

So here I am with you in my mind and making time to be something I thought I was, to you and to me, just let me see that I am in yours and you are who you are, to be mine.

I don’t need you to be something your not, have you forgot?

So each whisper you spoke, when tomorrow it’s broke remember how I heard you, held you, kissed and missed you when you weren’t there and how much I cared when through the windows you stared, blankly past my reflection, my echo in the room, each sweep of the broom…

Can you just, hear me, once more through the empty door, through the gardens we walked and the each and every moment together alone, at work and at our home

Can you just be what you were and told me who, you are.

Would you just listen one more time, would you let me try, just so you know and me too, this is what you need not want to do. Can you?