Dreams & Delusions…

Archive for September, 2012

Cold Longing

I feel impossibly cold
And so horribly tired
Wanting you, to touch, to hold
No apologies required

Strings attached
Are made to be what they are not
Finely matched
Before absently forgot

Your attention was what I longed to catch
I needed a distraction
Never realising we weren’t a good match
And so longing came to action

You were better at the playing than I
I only play in my head
Your words will be written in the sky
The day I am found dead

I wish I could have a thoughtless mind
And only a loving heart
Then these emotions would always be kind
And we would not be apart

I keep rewinding what we each said
I can’t seem to get away
These thoughts are always in my head
Trying to lead me astray

I feel impossibly cold
And so horribly tired
Wanting you, to touch, to hold
No apologies required

Strings attached
Are made to be what they are not
Finely matched
Before absently forgot

~Antanya


Asking Advice From Silence

I feel so comfortably full…
Yet, there is this void.
The knife was dull…
Not sharp enough to avoid.

Memory of the pain
Creeps up behind me,
Seeps, like a tea stain
That no one can see,
Except for me…

Penetrating through white…
Leaving me stuck in your design.
Longing to feel light…
Wishing to simply resign.

I will not give in to this…
I will stand tall and true.
I will someday dismiss
All of these thoughts of you.

Won’t I?
Would you?

~Antanya