Saturday, May 3, 2014

Down on my knees


I have been brought down to my knees,
This heavy weight I carry on my toe nails,
Gravity pushing harder on me like I was a universe in one,
Earth is more than just a home to me now,

I have been brought down to my knees,
My ankles paining from the smooth life I live,
With this hole I dig myself, I bury this misery,
With a funny tag screaming in me 
"LOVE SHOULDN'T HURT"
Playing along like this was one big game,

I have been brought down to my knees,
To face the giants that made me smile one day,
How dry I felt that day,
With lust that made me loose myself,
Free me if you are there... Feel this pain I carry,

I have been brought down to my knees,
Terrified to love, bound to this dying world I belong,
With rivers turning to blood as I walk by,
What an incredible performance I give the world,

I have been brought down to my knees,
To learn the ways of my ancestral tradition,
Much like the ace of spades,
I am worth half the truth in your apologies,
I am more than what the universe could offer,
On my knees I will survive.

Thursday, May 1, 2014

Emptiness



He came to me like dust underneath my bedroom mat,
He hid perfectly under my unbuttoned bed,
Lashing my soul for all the goodness I had given to fermented hearts,
The man I had chosen to be my knight and shinning amour,

He emerged like hail winds on a sunny day,
Reminding me of how I still was of flesh and blood,
With my heart torn into three hundred billion pieces,
My mind, my body – still like the Indian ocean beneath the Earth,

Happiness is what I knew that day,
Constant reminders of the wrongs I had done to be in the right,
He never showed me any mercy, He was strong hearted and so was I,
He held me like I was a diamond once, a ruby worth the nothinglessness of this haven,
But today He held me again… even far better than what I’d do to Satan himself,

He ripped everything on me,
The rose I had carried in my hair half my life,
Eight worst hours that I single-handedly kept count minute by minute,
Hoping that God would appear to me and take me home,

When he met his end, my beginning was just on its take off,
Leaving me to deal with my fairy-tale stories and beliefs,
Perhaps I never knew princes could also rob the guilty,
Rob them of their innocence, human nature and sin…