Fallen

Freedom. Will not you bring solace?
To a heart, yet unwarmed,
cold as ice.
Or bring quality to loneliness?
If never felt, never touched upon
what could be.. What dreams, can be..
Then there is quality in loneliness,
solace in freedom.
However, if you are falling from dreams,
so as your fabricated life, ends,
it breaks at the seams.

Ex 2nd 10th

Not what it was

Though this sounds quite depressing, it wasn't meant to, its meant to sound quite uplifting and applaud the need for love... but yeahhh it didnt turn out too positive.. Well the way you look at it will change the way you think of it, take 'I no longer want for this' for example, that sentance is meant to relate to the last cluster of sentances and say i don't want for love anymore, because i have it, NOT i no longer want for love, because i had it and frankly it wasnt great. but anyway, you choose how to interpret it.

There is my love
I see
my life, my death,
my days, my nights,
In them,
one person, whom stole my life.
unknowingly thieved me.
No strife,
no sadness,
no fear.
Like what i felt
before.
and no sights,
no scenes
no beauty.
Like what i'd ever seen
before.

I no longer want for this.

Take it from me
and i will live a half-life
which i had before,
but now it is not
what it was,
this can no longer be,
what it was.

Ex 10/9

The Folley

Standing, desolate
the building lies,
sleeping, undisturbed
under the everchanging skies.
The people who have been past,
their life, their being dies,
but the chapel, remembers them,
quiet, listening,
still it stands.

Visitors gaze, question
it's existance
each of its days, and
how it achieved
this state, disrepair,
silence,
but beautiful and ever listening,
keeping and making,
steeping and shrouding,
secrets, the secrets
of their past,
its present,
the future.
It will nurture
and keep alive.

Ex 10/8th