If I walk slowly around the flames
I won’t get burned. But every time
I try to bypass them, a land mine
blasts me into pieces so little,
I’m not sure if it was me being blown up.
If I stay where I am,
The wind will pull the fire closer.
I’ll be a pitched black corpse, but tell me,
Am I not one already?
Walking dumb and shadowy,
Fading away as I do my daily routine,
Going to bed invisible and grim.
I enter December smiling but alone.
Fearing my old new habits
and who I’ve become.
I’m doing great,
looking down and down,
and down I don’t go anymore.
I no longer rhyme,
because you liked that
and you’re not mine
no longer. No longer you’re mine.
But I wish you were
so I could be warm tonight.
I’ve been through dust from volcanoes you created,
You’ve been through ashes from flames I put,
When two elements don’t join together
Through the worst
Maybe they’re not meant to be in love.
When tears fall
Words are hard to come out.
They talk between themselves,
They don’t le-le-let me th-think…
It’s been a long time.
I have wo-work to do.
But I haven’t cried much,
only at night when it’s silent and such.
You lure me into these dreams, I know.
I crawl, I fight, I wake up trembling.
The desperation is still there.
I reminisce the quiet sleep I once had,
but now you’re around.
Once you resided in me,
but now you rest beside me,
trying to possess me,
I deny your presence,
as you walk around me,
controlling what I fear.
I feel your presence,
when I dream,
controlling how I feel.
I feel you inside me,
making me lifeless,
The first Nightmares poem is here.
Tell me rain,
Are you here to punish me?
Or are you here to wash away
The sins I’ve committed?
Were you sent from below?
Were you sent from above?
Have I been stricken by lightning
That paralyzed my brain?
You are striking hard now,
Is that the answer I get?
You don’t belong in May.