Moving On

He tells my mother

he’s “moved on”

as if that statement

could erase

the nightmares

he left behind.

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Behind

I stopped believing in love
Until our eyes met;
A poltergeist
From a previous life.

Right then and there, I knew
I would never meet another like you.

But I set you free
Knowing your happiness
Would never be with me.

Maybe in another existence
We will soar together in the sky
Leaving all doubt behind…
And I’ll stop looking for a love
That I will never find.

Fallen

The leaves are falling, just like I used to.

Until life allowed me to start anew

I cannot revert to how I was before

but I don’t know

what sweetness tastes like anymore.

 

Chills in the air crawl up my spine

while the ground gets painted golden.

When I consider making you mine,

I realise we’re both too broken.

 

The breeze uncloaks the trees,

Reveals the barren souls within.

 

We’re just two empty bodies

connecting skin-to-skin

Doomed, never to fall again.

For Chester Bennington

Your music will honour your soul tonight

And those who have died aimlessly

Victims of a world that values currency

over serenity.

Death can be more appealing than life

For the eternal peace from this reality

May seem a more logical choice

during these hard times.

Hate is the President

Intolerance is the Vice.

Well, I refuse to accept

that no more good remains

On this planet.

It takes but only a moment

To entice

Fond memories

With a familiar song in the background

And your imagination running free.

In the end, it matters, indeed.