Stuff That Happens

For the man sitting in the park

I noticed that he’s motionless

Staring at his hands

Seemingly contemplating something

Perhaps more complex than I can understand

Then suddenly he starts looking about

Surprise coloring his face

Then seemingly lost again in his mind

A quite foreboding place

I can only wonder what he’s thinking of

A lost love, an old friend, tonights dinner

Reality

Basically reality is what you make of it. For me it is a combination of the subjective and objective, material and immaterial, and with some idealist philosophy thrown in there as well. Without all of it the world would be a dull and colorless place.

Gone

Sometimes it will sting

It sears your insides

The pain in your heart

Just hearing your name

Can tear me apart

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I haven’t seen you in weeks

It’s just like your dead

But we’re only strangers

I’m just lost

And it puts me in danger

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Of getting caught up again

In your carefully constructed web

I’m just a naive butterfly

Squandering it all on you

But this time I’ll pass you by

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Instead I’ll flutter far away

And learn to be me

In this new world of possibilities

I wasn’t meant for love

Maybe some day you too will see.

Done

Looking back on a path

That might have lead me to destruction

For I was silly and naive

To think that it would last

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Yet its hard not to hold on

to what could never be

Since I’ve dreamed of us for so long

But its ending was unforseen.

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The mountains won’t part

For a bitter end

What we had was an illusion

The sweetest mirage I’ve ever seen.

The Dissolution of Us

Puzzles or mazes they’re all the same

Wandering through my scorched mind

Its all just a silly game

For you I have endlessly searched

My feeble psyche precariously perched

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All thats left is my fried brain

Your what I could never have

And my meager self is all that remains

A cut just waiting to heal

This sorrow that I start to feel

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A scar like no other

Clouting my soul with misery

Weeping like a forlorn mother

Will this forever be my fate?

Nothing else can satiate.

The Dagger

The slicing of your heart

I wish it didn’t have to be this way

Our destruction was a fine art

But breaking you is breaking me

This is a part I don’t want to play

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The stage demands my calculating hand

Tears run down my face

As I take this brutual stand

Your the only weakness that I had

Wishing I could go back to my former place

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Glancing down at your crumpled form

I feel the pain well up inside

Will this be our new norm?

I see the blade in my hand

And I know this is our final ride

Images

They flow through your brain

Like a never ending chain

And you feel the never ending shame

Of loosing something that once meant the world to you

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I wanted to follow my heart

But I knew I must do what is right from the start

I made a critical mistake though

I fell in love with you

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These dark days have been cast

I just hope they do not last

It almost burns and rains

Simultaneously since I’ve left

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Its almost like an unexpected death

Watching us take our last breath

Im feeling hollow now

And I know I was a ghost of who I once was

The End

As I sit here by the sea

I wonder about you and me

Its just a solemn moment alone

I feel that it all depends

On if my feelings for you are all pretend

I feel that all is lost

Yet might trade it all despite the cost

Its just a problem to solve

I miss you yet I’m glad that I’m away

We might’ve survived if I could stay

In a perfect world we would last forever

But in this one it might be never

Its just the end

As I bid you one last farewell

I hope you know better than you can tell