Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Reality

I crave love.
So much so that the love that I often receive isn't enough.
And soon I find myself becoming a black hole of love.
Never satisfied, never glorified until I become so greedy that I can no longer give love.
So dark, so full that I explode.

Battles of the heart

A dark night cast across the horizon making
Land turn into space and space turn into emptiness
No stars, no moon. Silence.
A void that longs for the freedom of darkness.
A glimpse of hope, a sign of love
A reason to be, to feel…non-existent.
Oh what a fight! What a war!
To cry and die. To define and listen to what’s around.
NOTHING.
To fall and not be caught because there’s no point in future.
To die and to live through your death!
Heal my heart oh great one!
Break it and heal it again.
For I have hope in new life and new darkness.