Thursday, February 28, 2008

my best friend

there once was a girl named emily grab
who gathered up all of her things in a bag
and traveled the world to never look back
discovering things that we'd never forget
she pushed every limit and crossed every line
you said dont you take it, she said but its mine
and took it and tamed it and kept it in hand
the only girl capable of trapping the sand
all the things you said she couldnt, she did
call her a legend or call her a kid
she'll call you a fool and prove it, its true
then turn around and paint pictures with glue
terrible wonderful new and fantastic
colour her cruel or paint her drastic
she is what she is and does what she wishes
she flies with the eagles, swims with the fishes
dont blink your eyes, dont dare to miss it
keep watch on that girl, dont you ever dismiss it
for something quite plain as the sound of her name
she'll use her writings to gain such wide fame
making extraordiary out of the drab
this is my best friend, miss emily grab

boxing gloves

there is a space upon my heart
on which a name resides
in pretty scrawl with tightened curl
roots tangled deep inside
it flowers out with healing strands
stretched over all past wounds
like the touch of soothing hands
or the lingering of sweet tunes
slowly it does spread its touch
subtle, patient, tender
scars that once ached so much
are healed in sweet surrender
each moment passes with a beat
bespeaks a heart that's yearning
to be held, to be complete
to have a page worth turning
there was a space upon my heart
just waiting to be claimed
to be touched, not torn apart
afraid of being tamed
you came along without a pen
not knowing what to do
when you failed, you tried again
you managed to break through
without a pen you could not write
your name upon my soul
so you carved with all your might
and once done, made me whole
rigid lines, deeply sown
your name wont fade away
i am yours, as sayings go
until my dying day

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

breathing fire.

you can think what you will
and do what you may
but im not gonna spill
no, im not gonna say
whats on my mind
or whats bothering me
just give me time
just let me be
alone with these demons
because im paying the cost
to have all my freedom
a prisoner, lost
and its worth the wait
im willing to give
my heart for this fate
for as long as i live
and i wont let you in
no i wont share this load
im keeping this sin
im taking this road
and where it may lead
im going to find
though you dont believe
and you want to rewind
i wont think of the past
no i wont turn my head
and this love will last
til the day i lay dead.

Sunday, February 17, 2008

another broken syllable

here I sit again in tears
festering in these silly fears
simply wishing you were here
that to your heart, you'd hold me near

though I know that I am blind
still these fears I come to find
swirl and twirl inside my mind
around my heart they seem to wind

until I'm strangled by my stress
left to only second guess
and I know I must confess
my faith in you, it wavers, yes

oh, my darling, can't you see
i lose myself to misery
i fear that there's no gaurantee
yet to my heart, you hold the key

know its fragile in your hand
someday try to understand
my love for you was quite unplanned
though it hurts, it still is grand

to love at all is a scary thing
not knowing what it stands to bring
make me cry or make me sing
i give to you my everything

reassure my aching heart
that someday our lives will start
and we won't have need to part
to know this path I take is smart

in your arms, make me secure
in your love, be always pure
your mere touch becomes my cure
and I know we will endure

so, please forgive me for my doubt
because I cannot do without
i only fear the loss of you
and that, Hayden, is why I'm blue.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

lost.

bittersweet and constant yearning
this is love i now am learning
in my heart a pain is burning
in my gut a feeling, churning

no relief for those in love
all those things we have fear of
even when push comes to shove
this feeling fits us like a glove

there is no place that we can hide
no easy way for time to bide
separated by the the tide
we start to feel this world is wide

distance breaks the fragile heart
such a pain to be apart
hoping for the day to start
for london's shores i will depart

love is such a tragedy
if only everyone could see
we cling to things that shouldnt be
creating our own misery

but this love i know is real
and in my heart i start to feel
that though i hate this whole ordeal
you still have such pure appeal

and i am yours and you are mine
even in such silly rhymes
sweet and simple like a chime
we will be for all of time