Trauma

It’s deep inside, throbbing. Every second, pumping
Blood is leaving hence to the void – dumping
I would have died if this was my physical heart
But seconds after the knife made its mark
But this is my heart – invisible yet more real
Somehow all this pain it doth feel
No breaks, no relenting, just throbbing
A dying sensation, non-stop bleeding
If I could cry, I would fill the ocean with tears
Instead I’m trapped with the realization of my fears
In plummeting depths of agony and despair
Wounded beyond comprehension, yet still there

Devoid

Each time I log in, hoping to see something from you appear.
Each time I find myself ever falling and devoid of cheer.
This hope is cruel. Life has lost its colors.
Hate the fact that I have so little power
To change what currently is – your voice that I miss
So I hope again that it won’t always be like this.

Call Out the Lion

Battered and bruised.
Bleeding and wounds.
Tired of being alone
Of wandering on my own
Of no place to belong
Of past opportunities gone
Mistakes and regrets.
Monsters underneath the bed
Growing ever larger still
Wolves closing in for the kill
Can’t make it another step
Oh for some love and rest
The future looks bleak
And we feel more and more weak
Now is the time and moment
Call out the lion to the battlements
Just one more time, rise again
Like we love the pain.
Call out the lion, be something more
Every skirmish, every battle fought
Each and every night and day
Live and die on this day
Kill or be killed. No backing down.
Never ceding our ground
Call out the lion – be the lionheart
Be bold, be brave, be more than thou art.

Make Me Weak

All strength has fled my bones.
Now floundering alone
No energy. No might
Weary yet awake all night.
The will to go on has left
I’m faint, I’m desperate

It frustrates me to no end
How quickly you make me bend
I cannot tell why
But to you my heart does fly
The closer you get
My strength becomes less

I am taken and smitten
My power is a pittance
Against your beauty
Captivated, it strikes me
Filled I am with misery
In hope of eternity

Misery for it’s not here now
Hope that I get there somehow
To hear you say I love you
That those words were true
That your innocence and beauty
Would deem me trustworthy

Oh the conundrum
The contradiction, the oxymoron!
That what you seek, I aspire to be
But mere thought takes it out of me
Such valiance, such might
Sent scurrying into the night

That’s what you do to me
Turn my strength into mockery
I beg, I plead, I plea
Please, love me?