Charra Update [3]

~ Rubies and pearls strewn across the sand dunes

Murky lakes. a drop of insecure love; warmth

I am the wind, I surround the skies

The eucalyptus trees, their leaves, cascading down

Down on me, down with those skies

Fidgeting for that peace.

That Peace.

‎~ A spark came crashing, a wave of belief

Through your white, I saw a black so haunting

In the rush of time, in the flood of days

You'll stop to gaze, I know you'll bend, all broke inside

I see a glimpse each day, each day, each day.

~ And then I let it go, because its not seeping in

I let it flow away, I let it disappear

I let it fly away, I let it desert me

It holds me not, nor does it captivate me

It is not the reason I am all blue

It was never the reason I am all gone.

~ The agony so gut-wrenching, pulling my inside away from me

Heaving stones and bullets through me

Like a storm crushing my system, into a million shards of desperation

Oh I am not me, this is not me

Will I ever feel, when I stopped deceiving us

And now I stand silently praying

This is not me. This is not me.

~ And I see them wasting their lives away

Grinding sand against the steel plates

Banging doors, and crashing windows

But oh, do you know?

There is no Me standing on the other side

I have left, long gone

Left you in a stimulated illusion of love.

~ Now that I know what seamless wind blow

Surprised apathy, unexpected wishes and feelings

Now known, now understood, now felt

Harmed through the layers of trust and mistrust

In keeping with the words uttered and smiles given

This is the end: the end of feeling you.

~ This is peace, this is truth

This is your ground, this is you

Drowning wishes, crashing dreams

Trashed words, people screaming

But peace, this is your world

You reign, you defy, you conquer

You open your eyes, this is you.

~ Symphonies created, sounds heard

Fed on the prevalence

And rolled onto figures

Figures of glory, hands of fame

But today, you'll stop to say

And today you'll speak a different voice

Because its you, because you're you.

~ White hands, smoke and trancing silhouettes

Beaten heart, through crimson days

Truce, the silence

And I no longer answer you.

~ Here are the green windows, the red-painted doors

Caging thoughts, like a silent shot on my soul

The blue skies and the ruby line drawn to take away my sight

And my desire burns in an amber-glow

Until the black dawns on me again.

~ Voices penetrating my layers

And beneath those layers something stirs

Stirs to crush the sonic lashes on its soul

To block the outside, to keep the soul to itself.