Cold cold rooms

Keep flying underwater
Keep swimming underground
Suffocating in the clouds
I am waiting to be found
Being burnt by the cold cold rooms of
My mind
The embers are all I have but they
Are fading
Fading from the cold cold rooms of
My mind

Anxiety is running
Through my veins and seams
stalking my mind
Corridors of soundless screams
Lightless glow
Embers of you get caught in the cold
In the cold cold rooms of
My mind

The if’s

If I did something wrong
If I could take it back
If I could say how much you mean
If you understood how afraid I am
To lose you

If I could express myself
If I could show how much I care
If I was not so scared
If I could tell you how much I appreciate
That you are there

But my fear make me silent
Nodding to reassure
Thinking of all the if’s and all the fears
Mute
Dumb
Silent

I want to rest in your arms
But my mind races
Makes me uncertain

If it’s okay
To cry tears of pain and sadness
After all this time

The pains are mine
The sadness from within
And the fears
Because of all the if’s

She

Brings a smile into my mind
Feels like toasted chestnuts in winter
Like a soft towel when you’re wet and cold
A comfy sweater to snuggle up in
A candle in the dark

Sounds like droplets on dry ground
A cup of tea when you have a cold
Warmth that spread in my chest
A duvet that protects against the world
Fresh air in a cave

Has the most beautiful eyes
A smile to make me cry
And the heart to heal the world.
A voice to smooth all pain
The mind to rule it all, but not the need

Anyway

Who am I to claim anything anyway
Tattered and torn
Fluttering to the wind
Like some castaway

Who am I to be anything anyway
Rough, uncut
Bull rushing through
A China display

Stupid, Clumsy, Hurting you
Everything I don’t want to be
Everything I don’t want to do

Who am I to want anything anyway
No demands
Only give up
Upset and afraid

As long as you don’t hurt.

What bad may come

It’s not you, it’s me
You break away, but it isn’t you
You are the best part of life
My only regrets are hurting you
Hurting everyone

It’s not you, it’s me
I said nothing, but said too much
I didn’t see the signs at all
The unforseen consequence as such
Hurting everyone

You should know
I love you much
More than you can know
What bad may come
You touched
My soul
It isn’t you
It’s me

It’s not you, it’s me
No parlor tricks can’t save me now
Dress it down and up again
All I can do will be for show
Hurting everyone

I’m hurting everyone

Maintenant

La tristesse durera toujours.
Les jours s’en vont, je demeure.
L’amour s’en va.

Braises de satin, parfum de
bruyère.
Me tient longtemps.

Je pense à toi.
Ne m’abandonne pas.
Ne me quitte pas,
Cela serait-il possible?

Et sinon,
Vivre, aimer, rire!

Les jours s’en vont,
je demeure.
L’amour s’en va.

La tristesse durera toujours.

Moving minds

I love you.

When your mind moves like mine.
Grasping every inch of my soul in an instant.
I love you.

When an unspoken word does not need to be spoken.
Effortless communication.
I love you.

When my heart breaks and you know without seeing.
Sweet nothings exchanged for peace of mind.
I love you.

When you break and reach out for me.
Knowing I would dance the world to its end for you.
I love you.

When you are at ease with me.
Seeing through all my flaws and make them my strengths.
I desire you.

You are beautiful.
Yet I would never see, unless.

Your mind moves like mine…