5/6/2013

hollowed out
no spike in my blood
no punch in my words
no spark in my eyes.
all i have for the world
is a mind full of spite
that's all i can share
i just cannot fight.
there's nothing i do
that can bring back the vigor
i'm trying, i swear,
but i just can't succeed.
there is only one
who can carry me through this
i asked Him to help
and he reached out His hand.
i wanted to grab it;
by then, i'd been poisoned
to believe i was hopeless
so i all but ignored it.
now enmity creeps
between me and my demons,
it's always been there
but i see it more clearly:
when you give into them
and they all but control you,
they leave your heart hollow
and your soul ever lonely.

-D.B.
5/6/2013

missing sunsets

i've missed another sunset.
should i live another day,
i should not hope to do that
for it brings me too much pain.
to be left behind by sunset
is more than just a shame.
nothing left but soulful remnants,
fading colors of God's paints.
in missing just one sunset,
i have missed the rainbow flames:
they come forth from the distance
from a land that can't be claimed.
'i will never miss a sunset'
has become the false refrain
of my mind so drenched in sorrow
from the storm of sinful rain.
oh i wish i'd seen the sunset,
i've missed more than i can say.
like repetition of this rhyme
is repetition of this pain.

-D.B.
4/22-26/2013

Throwback #11: stars

looking up i reminisce
about how we once were:
the stars for us held mysteries,
our gaze toward them was pure.
looking for orion's belt,
we searched enchanted skies,
we sought that simple line of three
with spellbound simple eyes.
lying in the grass that night,
how magical the sight
of you and me and scores of stars
and they our only light.
lying next to you i felt
as if i'd found a home,
a timeless place of happiness,
we'd never be alone.
but then our spell was broken by
those words i said to you.
i wish i hadn't spoken them
but now what can i do?
those words, though not by nature harsh,
have kept us far apart
and kept us from the mysteries
inside our starlit hearts.
and now it seems we're back again
before that night of stars
doing as we should have done:
becoming friends to start.
but this time we've no time to lose
so pray we get it right
for this could be our only chance,
the last chance, in our lives.

-D.B.
5/30/2010

Throwback #6

A broken heart jumps to my throat
and from my throat flies to my eyes;
from my eyes spring forth the tears
of regret for later years.

-D.B.
2/10/2009