February 13, 2013

  • mmmh

    i will always want more. 
    let's give up the small things for a bigger tomorrow.

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    i wanted you,
    i needed you

    everytime i walk that path,

    everytime i look over there.
    i wish for you,
    i breathe for you

    in every direction i move,
    in all the thoughts i bring in

    time can only help those that are strong
    when can the time come to cross into prosperity

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    help me get to where i want to be
    help guide me to where i ought to be

    the seeds haven't flowered,
    the water has dried all up

    walking into a house of cards

    to topple down with just one shove
    all strength is left in the bark not the bite
    a bite only given when tossed a bone not earned

    when can i leave the leash my mind encircled
    when can i realize that there is more to what i see and think

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    rose pedals dropped on the floor
    a scene of beauty and death
    the life of the flower is drained
    yet what remains is spread to admire

    sometimes roses grow bright red,
    with thorns lengthened to the sky

    it's not bad to let the thorns grow,
    so as the flower blossoms in return

    time may let thorns grow long,
    while the admiration for the flower withers

    all that time focusing on the bud,
    only to end up pruning it and letting it die

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    i don't want to get bitter and old,
    but i'm holding back on pursuing the things i dreamed for all these years.
    either i go forward some more to fulfill those yearnings,
    or i let my heart die as bitter as an inert onion sprouting on the table
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    additional edit:

    i see you,
    you can't see me

    neither off the street
    nor through a window

    your voice so perfect,

    words like a rhythmical doll

    my adoration spurns,
    a stomachache of my favorite candy

    i hear you,
    you can't speak to me
    we live off different means,
    my world is only full of dreams

    what you have given up to be you
    what i haven't given up to end up wishing for your life

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