Sõnale wounds leiti 5 luuletust
Split in two
I have a heart,
that's split in two.
One remains in,
the other with you.
I gave you all,
I ever had.
My love, my life,
my soul to have.
You tore me up,
you took me down,
you broke my bones.
My pain was loud!
But I am here,
despite the loss.
I heal my wounds.
I bare my cross.
I rise my head,
despite the pain.
I gave up lies,
I gave up blame.
I rose anew.
And took a vow.
To never weep.
And never bow.
III - Her
The lingering smell of her.
Ever so present in my memories
Ghosting Its fingers over me.
Leaving behind a want,
a need so desperate – almost dizzying.
Blurred lines of her figure,
casting themselves behind my eyelids.
So real in my mind's eye... yet
nowhere once I open them.
It's like she was never there.
Just the ghost of her left behind.
Now taunting me, driving me crazy.
Playing with my feelings,
tearing open healed wounds – making them bleed all over again
and again
and again.
In the shadows
I'we lived in shadows,
all my life.
I'we waited light,
to shine so bright.
To cast the veil,
from my dark life.
And lift me up,
to see the light.
I might seem cruel.
And out of mind.
I might have claws.
That tare your kind.
But even when,
there is but night.
A light will shine.
Through all that hate.
Your touch, your skin,
your glow without sin.
Your beauty,
that comes from within.
It heals my wounds.
It clears my skin.
It takes me up.
To shine my sins.
Empty feeling in my heart that burns,
is wicked, tough, and painful.
Fadded eyes that are going to down,
have a dark surface and the brilliance of cold.
The scars on my side and my wounds inside,
remind me of my past adventures.
These imperfect hands and heart of stone,
will always remain until the end of the road.
(Gloria)
My wounds are deep,
can't get any sleep.
All I do is weep,
all our memories I keep.
Trying to move along,
listening to our song.
Living life wrong,
sadness stretched too long.
Coping with this pain,
nothing to gain.
Crying in the rain,
laying in painful vain.
A never-ending path,
unexpected wrath.
Tears fill the bath,
this is the aftermath.
A big price I paid,
onto the railroad I laid.
I'm a worthless maid,
who needs a ton of aid.
Myself is all I hate,
the hour is once again late.
Death is my certain fate,
but also a freedom gate.
Fucked up, I let myself .....