bighoss2's Blog - page 49

Words are truly an enigmatic thing, in the words I write, souls ache, hope sings.
I see pain and hope without season. I paint a canvas broad for a specific reason.
My heart sees the words that miss the page, words of longing, of trust, of hope, and rage.
My words have meaning, I know this much to be true, but the true meaning is what they mean to you.
I sometimes wonder, what do you find, in this momentary glimpse inside my heart and mind.
I wish I could see, what all these words truly mean. To gaze into you and find a portrait unseen.

Safe when I am all alone?
Emptiness replaces
The once loving faces
For whose sins did I atone?

An easy task all alone?
With end to good graces
Recall old embraces
For whose sins did I atone?

Nothing in all alone?
Lights run round in traces
Sketching out those places
For whose sins did I atone?

Stand in a crowd, be alone
See the truth is replaced
Another's sins erased
For whose sins did I atone?

Find my light beyond alone
Your sins I will outpace
Find true heart and give chase
For your sins I did atone.

Leave me and my dreams alone
Your sins I have atoned
Wash your hands carry on
My time served and I am gone.

Kiss me quick
I am fading here
Held me tight
Yet disappear
Say hello
An end is near

All undone
Save one last tear
Life is this
I know and fear
Kiss me quick
I'm fading here

Aces over eights
A dead mans hand
Final ending date
One man's last stand

The cards are all dealt
Game at an end
A loss to be felt
Never again

The game now over
One last good night
Goodbye sweet lover
I'm out of light

Here is my heart
Such as it is
Beating for you
With one simple kiss

Here in these arms
Longing for you
Come to this heart
Let's make dreams come true

Can we find the answers
In loves lullaby?
Will we see the ending
If we never try?
Will this bring an ending
To life's lonely night?
Can we find forever
As hearts take flight?

Here is my heart
It beats for you
Light of my life
I love, love you.

For salvation and hope
concessions made
In your own mind gone mad
a price is paid

Chained to another's vision
another's dreams
Lost will to their decision
lies bought, soul screams

Lies told often enough
truth they become
Unable to see through
you are undone

Fight against the night
run to the day
Dock in safe harbor
find truth and stay

Take a breath, relax
it is not true
those images seen
they are not you

I'm not a lunatic, a fake, or a fraud.
I am however something uniquely odd.
I am the culprit in crimes never committed.
I am intelligent but extremely dim witted.
I am protagonist and antagonist in the only story I resist telling.
I can hear a whisper but not the yelling.
I am simply unforgettable and forgotten in a moment.
I have all the pieces but I'm missing components.
I am nearly blind but I see clearly.
I am loathed by some who love me dearly.
I am a tall man who is short inside.
I am out in front so I can hide.
I am afraid of the dark but live in the night.
I am a blessing and a blight.
I am infinitely serious and eternally silly.
I am a warm heart with a soul that is chilly.
I am an ugly man with a pretty face.
I am a fluid contradiction who is frozen in place.

I hope you slept well. I can't help wishing that I could fill your dreams, that I could be even some small part of your world. Open those lovely eyes it is time to face the world. I am here if you choose to not face it alone. Good morning beautiful.

I wonder. I know it can be hurt. A real hurt beyond mental and emotional comprehension. Many of my attempts on myself were based on that sort of pain. I believed them then to be heartbreak, but I have found myself loving, and loving more fully with each 'break.' Maybe my breaks were just another unspeakable pain. A deep soul searing ache. A pain that I am not eager to see again, but was my heart truly broken, or just in pain because I failed to find that real love. The love that I've seen, the love that I search for, is not a love capable of breaking, so if I am lucky enough to find it, then heartbreak would not be possible. Maybe I'm just a dreamer, but I would like to believe that my heart isn't broken, but instead it is just looking for the right set of hands.

If I could touch you, just once
I could whisk you away, to show you an escape of ecstasy. Carry you to the vistas, where together we can explore. That one perfect moment that dream so pure.

If I could touch you, just once
I could let you hear the songs, of a heart that beats, just for you. Carry you to my souls dreams of life, love, and forever more. That one perfect moment that dream so pure.

If I could touch you, just once. I would long to touch you again, reaching for that dream, praying that it never end.