To all my lovely followers on this blog… i am travelling the world for a year and have created a new blog to document my adventures..come and have a look 🙂
http://followthemoonshesaid.wordpress.com
To all my lovely followers on this blog… i am travelling the world for a year and have created a new blog to document my adventures..come and have a look 🙂
http://followthemoonshesaid.wordpress.com
I need to get it out, it’s boiling up, spilling over the edges. I need to get it out.
Trying to keep it down, trying to keep it hidden but it’s starting to ache, it’s starting to show.
I need to get it out.
My mind is caged but she is rattling the bars, she won’t stay there for long, she wants out. She wants to be free, free to run wild through the fields of my conscience. She wants out and so do I.
To be free.
It’s like the pages of my book are being turned too quickly. Too fast for me to even feel the edges of the pages as they turn, to take in the musty smell of fresh ink. I want them to slow down, slow down so i can take in every word, every line. They’re turning too quickly and before i know it they’ll be gone.
So you said it in vain.
You said it because you were angry.
Did it make you feel better?
Those bitter words that left your tongue.
Words that can never now be undone.
Did it make you feel better?
That pain that travelled to my heart
Like a knife fired in the dark
Did it make you feel better?
Selfishly said..
I hope you feel better.
This morning I heard someone whisper my name as I was approaching the end of my dream, that moment when you’re almost at the end of the tunnel and can feel the real world starting to take hold. I answered yes…just as softly as they had called my name…only to open my eyes and realise I was laying in my bed…
in the dark..
alone.
Like standing in a dark room, blinded, trying to find the light,
that sweet smell of burning wood and the sound of crackling embers
licking the edges of the walls, helplessly dancing.
The sound and smell almost painting a picture of the flames in your mind
it almost appears before your eyes, that orange glow, warm..
I’m home.
I want that pure love again
That love that knew of no doubts
No deceit or lies
That love that was true
That love that reached all limits and all boundaries
That love that went beyond the known and into the distance
That love that knew of no hurt or heartbreak
I want that pure love again
That love that trusted wholly
That young love
The love that only comes from the innocent
Like the love of a child
So beautiful and untainted
From a heart that has never known of pain
Where there are no walls or barriers
To break down or climb
It’s just a walk down that road
Into the unknown
I want that pure love again
No expectations
Where your feet are off the ground
I wonder if I will see you again one day…
if you take away fear
all that is left is love..
and if you learn to appreciate the differences
you’ll find true beauty in them ~ Misseldr ♥
It feels like someone came in the night and stole my happiness
Someone came and stole the life that shone in my heart
I feel empty
I can’t even hear the sound of my heart
If it is even still in there
Just when I get excited about it
Just when I decided to start to tell everyone about it
My face began to glow, my skin glowed
I had never felt such true happiness
A pure happiness, right to the core
I wanted to share my happiness I wanted to tell the world
But I wanted to make sure
Make sure it was going to last this time
Right to the end.
Not like the last 2, over before they even really started
But I had hope
I had faith,
This was going to be different
This was going to be the one
But it was on that day I opened my mouth
To whisper the news
I had cursed myself once again…
If only I had waited a little longer
Or just not got so excited
Maybe this one would have lasted
Maybe this one would have been the one.
The news came and I knew all too well
It was over
It was done
The curse had one.
Maybe I just wasn’t meant to be
a mum…
© Misseldr 2012
i knew you once, once a lifetime ago,
once a life seemed so complete
with an unexpected hand meet
once a song sound so sweet
now wishing we skipped our greet.
i knew you once, once a lifetime ago.