Journal Entry # 132 – Never Too Late

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Nobody can go back and start a new beginning, but anyone can start today and make a new ending. – Maria Robinson

Punished

red withering rose at daytime

Without you,
my life is my sentence.

Maybe Tomorrow…

touch-the-moon-martin-capekLate at night, when it’s just me and the moon.
We both pray you’ll return with the sun.

I’m Broken

person sitting on rock on body of water

By the ocean,
before the night.
I broke, from missing you.

Forgotten Notes

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Let me sing to you, my daughter,
so I may make the strings of your heart,
play music that’s in between.

Lonely Heart

alone buildings city cityscape

It barely even beats.
Doesn’t matter though, now.

Given this heart…
only to stare at strangers,
thinking that for a life’s blink,
that stranger could have been you.

I tired of being wrong.

 

Journal Entry # 120 – Where’s The Colour?

adult alone backlit black and white

Depression is being colourblind and constantly being told how colourful the world is. – Atticus

Dark Fantasy

white and black moon with black skies and body of water photography during night time

Oh, beautiful moon, why do you tease me?
With fantasy, I know is not real.
Darkness always has another plan for me,
where light can never celebrate.
I dare not chase away the loneliness,
for the night will expose my weakness.
I have no prayer to use,
don’t lie and tell me there’s fate.
Go…just go, and leave me,
drift away into tomorrow.
Maybe I’ll open my eyes when it’s over,
and see if the sun still cares.

Come To Me Again

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If my trial has ended,
why do your stones still lay at my feet?
My deepest wounds will never heal until their forgotten.
No, always they fester, they ache,
like my broken heart which is bled to near death,
over and over, as I lay in this cold dark place alone.
I had to run from the pitchforks and torches.
Chased away, like a monster…
who once held the hand of a princess.
I still look for her in the moon,
wish for her in my dreams.
Come to me again my love in pardon,
or come to finish me off instead.

Drown Me

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I can no longer hold my breath.
I rather drown, then wade in false hope.
You’ve given me every emotion I’m capable of,
I’ve fallen hard, so many times.
How do I keep going? How am I still just suppose?
I shout and shout, forgive me,
across this universe
…only to be a ghost.
You’re not me,
no you’re not.
You still can’t say…
…father.