bring your secrets to me…

She stares up into the starry night

Gazing, wondering,

If she makes one,

Will anyone hear her plight?

 

Knelt on her knees

Her breath leaves all but a whisper

Please bring me at ease

Oh, dear gatekeeper.

 

Tears shed,

Fall strong like kings

On a thunderous night

A song it sings.

 

A melody floats

Above her head

And all around

Her concrete bed

 

From between the silence,

Of hopes and dreams

From between the dissonance

Of wants and needs

 

A sensation is treading, gnawing, and spreading

Something crawls within the seams

She peeks behind

Two find the pristine glistening of two little wings

 

Feet depart the barren earth

She floats upward proud

And welcomes Hope

In the embrace of a silver lined cloud.

 

Forgetting all that’s been told and all that’s been said

In her life’s vagabond voyage

No longer feeling

The incorrigible dread.

Sometimes one person can make a difference.

Can’t sleep. Thought that creative pursuits might satisfy whatever it is im needing right now. i have a fair idea of who. i mean, what. 😛 🙂

let me know what you think??

i think i may have gone a tad too cheesy. but my life is one big frikin cheeseball atm. like a cheeso ring. except they’re yummy. and fun.

Post title lyrics from AFI – “37mm”.

 

She stares up into the starry night

Gazing, wondering,

If she makes one,

Will anyone hear her plight?

Knelt on her knees

Her breath leaves all but a whisper

Please bring me at ease

Oh, dear gatekeeper.

Tears shed,

Fall strong like kings

On a thunderous night

A song it sings.

A melody floats

Above her head

And all around

Her concrete bed

From between the silence,

Of hopes and dreams

From between the dissonance

Of wants and needs

A sensation is treading, gnawing, and spreading

Something crawls within the seams

She peeks behind

Two find the pristine glistening of two little wings

Feet depart the barren earth

She floats upward proud

And welcomes Hope

In the embrace of a silver lined cloud.

Forgetting all that’s been told and all that’s been said

In her life’s vagabond voyage

No longer feeling

The incorrigible dread