Love on roadway oceans

 

My eyes sigh

in weary waves

as the wheels

rumble beneath.

The engine purring

me to sleep.

Lullabies sing in

angel tones

across

my headphones,

as the fluorescent light

swims in my view.

 

My aching bones 

feel so heavy today.

My heart moans,

so hungry to beat

together with yours,

yet I sit here alone

watching the dreams

sat in seats

just feet from

me, swaying to 

the motion of

the roadway ocean.

 

My love light

always

burned bright

along this journey,

but every mile

the sight

fades into

a forgotten

dream.

 

And my eyes sigh.

Tears threatening

to embark

upon a journey

from my eyes

to the seat beside.

My mind left

somewhere

in the dark,

but the angel

still sings lullabies

and in the corner

of my mouth

a smile

starts to rise.

 

 

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Another candle

 

It would have been your birthday.

Another candle on another cake.

It would have been another calendar date

circled and celebrated.

It would have been another cycle around the sun.

Instead, it’s a day mourning what has gone.

Another candle whittled down,

another star we can only look up on.

 

And I miss you.

WE miss you.

The world is just a bit greyer,

the sky isn’t as blue

And those dark clouds come over

a lot more than they used to do.

But I also remember

every shared memory,

every story, every night

we would talk

about the world we see.

I remember the laughs you gave me.

The times you made me

think more clearly,

when I was sinking

deeper into a sea of misery.

 

I would have been your birthday,

and every year

I look upon the stars at night

just to see the one

that twinkles twice as bright.

A light that never fades out.

I see your face,

that slight smile

just inching into place

and all I want is a hug

To say I miss you.

To sit for a night

and talk like we used to.

To share where I am, who I am,

to show what I’ve learnt from you,

and to hear your stories once more.

I wouldn’t yawn or interrupt,

I’d sit silently in awe.

 

I miss you.

WE miss you

and it’s still hard to sit

and not see you here,

to not feel you close

with your listening ears.

We were never so different

you and I, so tonight

I will look to the sky

and I’ll say hi,

smile and wave

as I do every night.

I’ll talk about life

and listen out for your reply.

 

 

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Sandcastle heart

 

I had to rebuild myself

from broken parts,

from stolen dreams

and stardust hearts.

I had to recreate the human within

from a soul left barely working,

from a hope that had been

just a worn-down distortion.

I had to remind myself of love,

what it really was.

Not some counterfeit reproduction,

but a heart feeling every emotion and

sharing itself in full devotion

to the heart that makes it beat as one.

I had to.

There was no choice.

It was rebuild

or sit alone

in an empty void.

 

I rejigged some old pieces of me

that id left scattered in places

away from where you could see.

I readjusted all the memories

so, I could understand them better

and make more sense of me.

Regrew my trust,

left regret

fading in the dust,

because I had to.

There was no choice.

It was reconstruct

or be forever lost.

 

I had to reassemble the stray threads

of my mental stability, patch up my head,

rethink who I was going to be,

a weed or a flowerbed

seeded with all new dreams.

I had to refurbish some worn old jeans,

an oversized t-shirt

and some new thought streams.

I had to.

There was no choice.

It was restore the systems

or fade to red,

broken windows

on a computer long dead.

 

I had to redesign my mind.

See new lines

in the scattered ashes of time.

See new storylines unfurled

in front of my eyes.

I had to rework

some cracked shards of me,

mould them into place

with some Sellotape

and a piece of memory.

I had to

because

if I’d stayed where you

had left me

I’d have blown away

in the wind,

just shattered dreams

blowing away like confetti

in the jetstream.

 

 

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