Thursday, December 15, 2011

Another day

we scatter about
rushing in and out
around and through
me
and you

screaming
laughing
bleeding
crying
silent
living
dying

this City
Grinds its metels
Moans in the winds
Sways with the tides
Burns with its power
Builds itself higher

Everyday is grows up and away

further from our reach

further from our touch

even though we laid the first stone

We will soon be forgotten
and only metel will remain

The ice and snow may freeze
us to the ground
our lifeless bodies
make no sound

as we rot into our poisoned soil
the city stops to recoil

lonely steel shadows in the moonlight
there will be no stars tonight

 nothing but the silent steel beams that lay
where we once dreamed of another day


Monday, November 21, 2011

Unfathomable
This earth quake in my heart
Rocking my core
Shattering everything I knew
Beautiful destruction
Poetry
Rebirth

Monday, November 07, 2011

Clawing at the earth....
ripping into its fleashy bits
as I gasp for air,
smother in this dispair,
panic swelling
I reach for you,
I reach for what was never there....
deeper deeper I go baby
Were you only ever in my thoughts?
Were you only ever in my dreams?

Thursday, March 17, 2011


woke up this morning
feeling pretty strange

looked around
couldn't see
anything
in front of me

this seems to be
a reoccurring thing

since you left
the lights been fading

I can't give up
or let go
move on
or walk away

with this hate (hate)
with this fear (fear)
with this pain (pain)
That I feel everyday

Cause when you come back
oh, when you come back
Its so insane...
baby, when you come back
we'll go through it all again
again
again

woke up this morning
feeling the numb

so I reached for the white
and reached for the rum

Can't stand to feel
whats left inside of me

I'll go in spite
defiantly


I can't give up
or let go
move on
or walk away

with this hate (hate)
with this fear (fear)
with this pain (pain)

Cause when you come back
oh, when you come back
Its so insane...
baby, when you come back
we'll go through it all again
again
again

woke up this morning
to nothing at all

just dreams of a memory


Cold sweat
and panic
slowly they fade

























Wednesday, February 23, 2011

by my side

never saw
the light come in
It just blinded
from the start

never heard
the words you said
what u whispered
to my heart

tried to push
your hand away
tried to run
I tried to hide

nervous laughs
and shaky hands
its over
your by my side

BY MY SIDE
MY SIDE, MY SIDE

never saw
your smile
till you held
my hand

never tried
to listen
never tried
to understand

that you are in this
for the long run
not just for the ride

you are
not giving up
your here
by my side

BY MY SIDE
MY SIDE, MY SIDE

bad moods and rainy days
you'll be my rock
when I'm lost at sea

baby you can count on me
do be there
cause I know
your here for me

BY MY SIDE
MY SIDE, MY SIDE

Tuesday, February 01, 2011

empty

I know your eyes
have seen the sun

but never gazed
upon the moon


let me...

take your hand

come down with me
come down

down


hold on

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

the drowning

Its another chapter over,
another story to add....

another heart..
another life lived...
and another moves forward..

or back again...

...?



closed eyes can't cry
baby
how did we forget
to fly

we had such beautiful wings
black as the night

but here we are falling
begging for our lives

so why
Why
can't we
let go..?

Let go Let go

Baby I just have to let go

you've held me under too long
now I can't breathe

I'm breaking loose
I'm breaking free

Baby I just have to let go

let go
let go
of me

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Montreal sleepless random

... I forget how many ppl DON'T know about or probably care about my Blog, so I can still come here to spill my mind out in confidence.



There will be no betryal here.



2011 already, and pushing thirty.



worlds apart and years away from the young curious woman I was only five, six years ago.



grown, experienced, aged, learned



wisdom



life.







In Montreal right now.......





sigh....





you know......


wow, almost six years of blogging, you can literally chart a creative juice flow chart from my blogging history....some years were more creative than others...

holy simolians....even just to say that...."years"....


crazy.....