You have her heart and you have mine

You have her heart and you have mine.
I think I disputed you carrying too many hearts
so I packed up my suitcase
and took a big leap but only for a few moments
because I had nothing to make me last much longer.
Now I'm walking in your cemeteries singing my broken songs
while your cities light up with my despair and my prayers
shouting in the head of your wife
"What goes around comes around!"
with no offspring to bear, she holds onto you;
with no offspring to bear I hold onto your memories.
I have only a defeated soul with no heart.
But I do have a bit of bitter sarcasm to spare
still left in me.
That's why I am dreaming of hope; hope to be free.
"We have each other...", They say
"...and not a fucking worry in the world"
And I ask "Where is the freedom in that?"
No, it's only fit for the bastards who cheat on their wives
but you my love, you're just an innocent soul
caught amidst grand plans of your mind
and me, I was only a small fraction of its games.
The ending couldn't have been more perfect.
It's a pity that it's still ending
and yes I hope to be free soon.
I hope.

12th - 16th August 2010

The Falling

“In the name of honor… In the name of honor…”
And so she loses her virginity to a 24 year old.
“Soldiers shall be soldiers…”
She cries, “… and whores shall be whores.”
Can you not tell a difference?
The sky lights up and I see fighter jets falling,
falling from the heavens that don’t forgive,
falling from the chasms that cut so deep
into her soul and out to the fickle realm of lust.
She kneels before the force that she cannot fathom
and questions breathlessly
“What bad is in the good I feel?”
"Again...? You question me again?" He must think!
I think I am addicted to coming back to you
because I know there is no escaping you.
So give me the strength to withstand your wrath
and I shall not wither away like those fighter jets,
perhaps still breathing, perhaps still hoping
and perhaps still falling from the love that never was mine
falling from the things that never were,
falling from the things that could been.
Yes, perhaps she will go on.

5th – 8th August 2010