Author: headgeek

Blocks, building the basis of our lives Little pieces assembled per plans But as they say about mice and men Fate will unfold no matter how we strive.

God painted the sky this morning. Red sky, sailors take warning. As a pirate, this is an ill omen: Red sky and flags, like a woman Far too beautiful to be real; Fake as the love you claimed to feel.

My psychic succubus Draining away my soul Stealing my life, my will To live, leaving just a hole Where my heart, now still Beat while dreaming of us.

The sun in the east in my eyes as I sit on the veranda, coffee steaming by my hand, I remember every morning with you.  And I cry inside, the void you left unhealed.

You chase pleasure I fight for treasure we are not the same.

You appeared, beautiful and bright So I transformed and flew in the sky. You became an angel, being of light I became an all seeing eye. You turned and fled towards the dark And I chased as a rainbow You fell into void, and hark! I could no longer follow.

As I search for the pearl in this situation, the precious bit of wisdom or insight created by the pain, I long for the moments before your entered me and caused the harm I have coated over to protect myself now.

Look in the mirror. Look into your eyes. Look into your soul. Now you know why I weep for you.

Those who have walked in the darkness Then returned to live in the light Have a strength unparalleled; A depth of wisdom and might.

I awoke My face wet with tears for you.