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pain an I are but old friends
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The Ramblings Of A Madman precariously balanced on the ragged edge
I find myself trekking though the nothingness
of what's left of my life
there seems to be only faded memories left
time was squandered one moment at a time
leaving me with the a unquenchable thirst for more
there were half truths told an just out right lies
leaving behind dreams abandoned to slowly die
games were played while pretending to love
we reveled in our youth
projecting ourselves to be more than we were
ever capable of
we reinvented our lives to to suit the other an then
demand our just reward
precariously balanced on the ragged edge of insanity
the pain is the one thing I know that is still real
the blood in my mouth reminds me of the taste of old rusty iron
the fights an barroom brawls remind me that I'm still alive
my flesh yielding to the razor edge of cold steel bothers me not
for pain an I are but old friends
I have become a loner to the world
a nomad
a soldier of fortune
a man desperately hoping To bridge the unbridgeable gap
between the young man that used to be Loyal to the blind belief
That nothing ultimately matters except the unconditional love given
and the old man who's faith is all but gone
I have loved unconditionally
but it has always seemed to have been one sided
with Me on the losing side for one reason or the other
maybe it is just fate
in the world of shadows where I now live
love seems to be only a new form of pain
the truth is My dreams have all crumbled
leaving Me feeling lost an alone in a world of darkness
where the only light in my life turns out to be a love from long ago
which still haunts my nights as well as my days
a tragedy with a Shakespearean flair
a love as strong as the day it was born so many years ago
but a love that still cannot be
what a a love was meant to be
precariously balanced on the ragged edge
left wounded an battle scared
I feel like a refugee with nowhere to go
but deep in the closets of my mind I find it's ok
after all pain an I are but old friends
~ D Donner ~
A brilliant round up of what
A brilliant round up of what I've been thinking twisted twin brother o mine, pain and disappointment hug me where ever I go, so tight, anything else barely touches skin... Thank god my soul is an entity free of these chains so that I might live on occasions, may you also too, hugs a brilliant write thanks for writing my mind! Xoxo
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."
I adore this
I adore this stanza!!!!!!
where the only light in my life turns out to be
a love from long ago
which still haunts my nights as well as my days
a tragedy with a Shakespearean flair
a love as strong as the day it was born so many years ago
but a love that still cannot be
what a a love was meant to be
Brilliant!
Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS
"Well, it's love, but not as we know it."