Where ?

I write to you tonight,
but you will not know.
This is for you, I mean it.
But you will not know.
From the yesterday that fell
and rebuilt today,
to the hope you cannot see,
I will write these words,
and mean so much,
that you will never know.

I hope you will.
Find and search again.
And maybe one day, you will.
I hope you will know.

And I hope you will realise.

What ?

I poured the ocean into a papercup.
And as I walked the road,
there grew a hole in the bottom.
I walked the road,
I walked home,
and I did not notice the ocean I created along the way.

Long

I haven't seen you beneath the midnight sky,
but I'm sure the the light will never go out.
I don't know if you can hear what I'm saying
through the songs you listen to.
You really did fray my hands.
Sing.
And for now, I just want to listen.
Perhaps I will sing with you another time.
When I understand the song.

Remember

Always leaving, never staying.
You frayed my hands the moment yours left them.
Tonight, are you going somewhere ?
Leave me the photographs,
silhouettes of memories.
And the music is my friend, not a song.
I don't think you ever knew.
My words are jumbled too,
but they never re-arrange themselves.
They wait for you.

Five Decades

Milestone.
But this is not the prize, no.
The prize comes after the race.
The victory after the blood.
And I will keep marching,
though the swamp may try to swallow me,
I will emerge the winner,
for I have You.

Puddles

Why can't I speak ?
I can't even stay awake.
The music soothes me,
and puts me to sleep,
and awakens me.
Your music.

Wax, This Unbreakable.

I feel lonely without the background music tonight.
But that melody will wrench my heart and write my words.
Oh, please, I want to create it.
Where must I go ?
I have seen the light through the crack in the wall,
and now I must break it down.
I know that there is hope.
I will fly on these wings of wax, this time, unbreakable.