Riddle

Four walls of a car

two of a friends

twos of strangers

two of lovers.

Where do they stand?

Do they speak?

Do they hide?

Do they kiss?

Yearning for the new

Knowing a world beyond the sea.

Trapped on an island of past.

Land slowly being added to the coast,

Traveling the way,

Watching it gradually expand.

Sinking slowly with waves digging

me deeper down.

Where's the ground to stand on?

Abandoned

I hate that I miss you

Your face is fading from memory

Replaced by a figure I know

Reminding me of who I loved.

I can sense your touch but without the meaning

Your scent catches me off guard.

Coming for the moment

Life is moving fast while I walk circles.

World has moved forward but my hearts trapped in the past

Summer ended as did your life.

My love grew while yours was a twisted game.

Leave me so I can love and forget you.

Thief

Knock my while I'm being casted out,

I was all you had left holding all the weight

You casted a side on my back.

Holding strong to keep you strong,

Defending the winds that came,

Like a mountain for you to take refuge in.

Slowly climbing up my side with your spike,

Leaving your mark ever so slowly,

To reach the summit with no return.

Little pieces falling to the waste side,

I barely noticed at first to almost not miss them,

Till all that was left was scares.

Turning to be steamed over to nothing.

Winds knocking off the rest.

Standing naked a lone with nothing left.

Searching

Where to go, knowing this life is incomplete

I thought I found the way at the bridge

I crossed rather than going under

The flooding came in knocking me off.

Bracing for the rock to take hold of,

Water grows strength to wash farther

down to not have a place to stand,

Grabbing hold of the lending heart.

Seeing the eyes of the truth of light,

Opening to a promise to save,

Always and forever another day,

Once in a promise rather then two divided.

Forrest Edge

A greater distance is growing from the love I felt.

Your names becoming unfamiliar

Washing away from my memories.

Thought of new ones gripping tightly.

The past still holds on,

Yours are a lie.

A myth.

The Big foot to my life.

New clothes, new looks, new shoes

All who I wanted to be.

Which you stole

Losing myself in the world of you.

My hour glass of love ran out,

The clock stopped ticking

The storms coming to wash you out

Holding to the the thoughts of us.

Leaving in a place on the forrest edge

I watch you enter.

I sit in the fields to embrace the warmth of the sun.

Rebirth to a live I was promised.

Blue Sky