I don’t feel you anymore This empty space you used to fill
To paint the picture in our mind
Those days long gone we search to find
Your image faded by years gone by
Your voiced muted
Your fragrance no longer lingers
Your thoughts no longer shared
Your laughter gone
I don’t feel you anymore
This empty space you used to fill
This empty space~
I awake to your thoughts of me causing a restless longing I no longer care to touch or feel. I awake to you wanting to hear me, but I stay silent. I awake and remember how I wanted your love once at any cost. Now I’ve counted the cost it’s of no value to me.
I awake I feel your loss, your longing , I know because I lost you the day you rejected me, just took your rejection and mental abuse awhile for it to sink in. It has. In the words of the late great Kurt Cobain If you truly want me then…… Come as you are, as you were
As I want you to be
As a friend, as a friend
As an known enemy…take your time, hurry up, the choice is yours but don’t be late!
In bowels of deceit you were born
Silence prevails
As dynamics fluctuate
Blood runs through
Veins yet…. no heart
A strange life
Life not meant for here
Life force with out life
Without love
Abandoned me, it’s ‘s what you do~
My voice will haunt you because I loved you~
Out the window stare
Trees leaves glistening
Sunlight dances upon them
Love has forsaken me
But Angels prevail
Breathing and whispering
Weeping for my numb
Unresponsiveness
Trying to ignite my flame of life
To save me all the strife
To late
The flames falls….. falling over
The precipice….in my heart has a steep drop
Flames burn out as they fall downward into the body, the shell of who I was
I am no longer
My life half there
Half gone
Timing, Destiny
Can kiss my ass
I’ll chose when or if
I decide to leave or stay
Best get on knees
Best pray
Memories don’t dissipate
Scathing scars
Blood runs
Slowly seeping
Out
What have you done
You fool
Foolish games
Stop
Because! …love no more
John Keats” there is no happy love
More happy happy love”
Please…
Nazareth” Love hurts
Love scars
Love wounds and marks
Any heart not tough or strong enough
To take a lot of pain, take a lot of pain
Love is like a cloud, it holds a lot of rain
Love hurts”
You had the the truth in the lyrics
Music can express
Art can express
But you’ll never again have Enough to impress
What does it take?
What it takes you don’t have,or was it Me, I didn’t …..all so complicated you see~
The accountability collector called, said its time to pay your bill it’s long past due~
You love….. I love you, but look At what our love has brought us?
Hurt?
Pain?
What of the loss?
I love you, you love me,but look tell me what has that love brought us…..
Look at us
Save your apologies
Your words have no meaning for me anymore
My heart hurts not for you anymore, don’t flatter yourself to much.
Perhaps my soul is turning into metal. Heart made of steal, maybe baby I’m to damn real.
My heart aches for my own Stupid ignorance and ever believing you truly….
Love Lossed~
Yet again…. and on and on round and round… where it lands nobody knows…..
This moment transparent
I’ll always be wanting the unrequited love~
I’ll always be the piece that don’t fit~
I’ll always be looking for that character defect to see, if it exist in you then it also exist in me~
I’ll always hurry with no place to rest~
I’ll always be able to run with the best~
I’ll always be watching, looking. But I will not settle.
Perhaps my soul is turning into metal. Heart made of steal, maybe baby I’m to damn real.
I’ll always will believe there is a God~
I’ll always have illness of the mind this makes it hard to find my kind~
I’ll always fall into dick sand if I’m not watchful of intent. Where the hell this one went~
I’ll always try to discipline my self in ways many won’t understand~
I’ll remain celibate and untouched even by me till I find that man~
I’ll buy a beach shack if he never shows up, pour my coffee in my cup work on my Novels and be married to Neptune king of the sea, on the shoreline walking that’s where I’ll always be~
To my loving Dad Nicholas John Moncada 12-15-31 to -1-1-2003 Love my Dad~ Greatest man I’ve ever known~ probably the only reason I truly understand love. That man loved me no matter what I did, he stood behind me through so much, and always always believed in me~ before he died he said “honey we wanted you to be a boy, but I thank God above your were a girl .
So glad you turned out to be a girl”
You live on, in me, and my son I named after you.. Last name and all~Nicholas Moncada !
You are greatly missed~
~In Remembrance of 911~ And my own personal 911 courtesy notreeldudes~Blink 182~Seasons In The Sun~http://youtu.be/QJUj5F38wlc
Bipolar Tapestry~Poetic Thoughts 