The past is fixed.
A blown kiss frozen in the winter air
We leave ourselves
Turn away from what once was
Twist and turn in our bed begging for the good dreams
Leering faces greet me at the crossroad
Whispering "don't go there"
I watch my friend jump into the river
Count the seconds for him to come up for air.
Horrified, I attempt to run
But am held back from the voices
These voices not coming from any particular direction
All around me, everywhere
They rain down on me as I struggle to stand under the weight of the words
"You cannot run from your past. It will chase and haunt you. In order to free yourself from these chains you must adjust your perspective. The past is fixed. It's meaning and signifigance can be altered, however. Freedom isn't easy. There are those that ran and died for freedom. Dangerous rivers and barren fields covered in landmines dotted their path. Your freedom is much more difficult to attain."
"Freedom of mind" I say matter of factly. Watching the words slide out of my mouth.
"Yes. Once you close your eyes at night your subconcious will take over and make decisions for you. This is a deeper side of yourself. Power that lies in the dark folds of your brain. Explore it, the answers lie beyond.."
"It's the knowledge that will save us all. To know love. To feel love"
"To know love to feel love"
"To know love to feel love"
"To know love to feel love"
I cover my mouth, not simply to stop the words, but in the horror of what is appearing before me.
My friend drifts facedown in the river.
-D
Monday, December 29, 2014
Mountains
Cold stares once thawed
Soft eyes glimmering in the summer sun
Harsh words once soft kisses along your collarbone
Shaking hands with my cigarette I never smoke
Curled together on a dark night we barely spoke
Unecessary, the onlookers say
But don't you see? It had to be this way
Because we built mountains, you and I
Mountains that touched the sky
And mountains make a scene when they come crashing down
They shake the ground
Pushing some together with love and forcing fear to pull others apart
-D
Soft eyes glimmering in the summer sun
Harsh words once soft kisses along your collarbone
Shaking hands with my cigarette I never smoke
Curled together on a dark night we barely spoke
Unecessary, the onlookers say
But don't you see? It had to be this way
Because we built mountains, you and I
Mountains that touched the sky
And mountains make a scene when they come crashing down
They shake the ground
Pushing some together with love and forcing fear to pull others apart
-D
Friday, December 12, 2014
From The Vault-I'll Never Forget
I wrote this four years ago.
I'll never forget.,
Your false blame: Sending me out in the rain with no umbrella. Smacking me when I come home wet. This is the atmosphere that you created. It was your cold touch that I always hated. Through the years I grew from a boy to a man. And instead of understanding and accepting I pushed the thoughts under the carpet. Shoulda known they'd resurface. Shoulda known I'd never forget. It's all out on the table now and im hungry for answers. You'll stand trial and serve your time. The counsellors have been kind. They say you need a hobby, gotta occupy the mind. So I laced my sneakers and ran a mile with a pained smile. Around every corner I see your face. My hearts fucking with my head. Memories holding me back while I struggle to get ahead. I want to break free from the crowd. It's so loud and sweaty. I got my fists raised to the world. You can bet I'm ready. The leaves are falling now. The wind whistles aganist my window. The voices are calling now. The youth look for some kind of representation. Bottle to my lips, I wonder why they chose me. Although it's true not much else can faze me. You can knock me out, drag me through the streets and tase me. But don't get it twisted
-Dev
I'll never forget.,
Your false blame: Sending me out in the rain with no umbrella. Smacking me when I come home wet. This is the atmosphere that you created. It was your cold touch that I always hated. Through the years I grew from a boy to a man. And instead of understanding and accepting I pushed the thoughts under the carpet. Shoulda known they'd resurface. Shoulda known I'd never forget. It's all out on the table now and im hungry for answers. You'll stand trial and serve your time. The counsellors have been kind. They say you need a hobby, gotta occupy the mind. So I laced my sneakers and ran a mile with a pained smile. Around every corner I see your face. My hearts fucking with my head. Memories holding me back while I struggle to get ahead. I want to break free from the crowd. It's so loud and sweaty. I got my fists raised to the world. You can bet I'm ready. The leaves are falling now. The wind whistles aganist my window. The voices are calling now. The youth look for some kind of representation. Bottle to my lips, I wonder why they chose me. Although it's true not much else can faze me. You can knock me out, drag me through the streets and tase me. But don't get it twisted
-Dev
Tuesday, December 2, 2014
Roundabout Of Love
"I'm seeing other people"
She said with defiant eyes
Those kind of eyes that could tell no lies
There was no hidden joke
No background disguise
It took me awhile to take it in and realize
Back out of the room I'm stuttering
Walk around downtown muttering
They think i'm crazy
Can't help but agree, reality getting hazy
Can't seperate want from need
To let it all go, or succumb to the greed
Officer stops me saying "You look like you've walked a hard road"
I looked at him and said "I've scuffed these shoes on the roundabout of love and back"
"And if you don't mind me saying sir, so have you, so have we all, so join me for a cold beer and snack"
There were no calls that night
No hearts broken
But the sirens always ring in the distance
Mothers of the sons hold their hearts in hand
And pray the night brings their boys back.
From the roundabout of love
-Dev
She said with defiant eyes
Those kind of eyes that could tell no lies
There was no hidden joke
No background disguise
It took me awhile to take it in and realize
Back out of the room I'm stuttering
Walk around downtown muttering
They think i'm crazy
Can't help but agree, reality getting hazy
Can't seperate want from need
To let it all go, or succumb to the greed
Officer stops me saying "You look like you've walked a hard road"
I looked at him and said "I've scuffed these shoes on the roundabout of love and back"
"And if you don't mind me saying sir, so have you, so have we all, so join me for a cold beer and snack"
There were no calls that night
No hearts broken
But the sirens always ring in the distance
Mothers of the sons hold their hearts in hand
And pray the night brings their boys back.
From the roundabout of love
-Dev
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