When love screams
and sadness heaves
like a stormy sea
she will rip the dress away
her delicate, smooth skin beneath me
these fingers would have her whisper and
In my heart there is a graveyard.
The part of my heart that you held
Died with you.
My memories are the tombstone
That reminds me
How you shined.
There are moments that I live for. Moments that keep me going. Moments of stillness, silence, tranquility. Moments of clear undistracted thought. Moments of introspection and contemplation.
Those moments are the only times I feel I can really discern the truth. I'm not talking about the mundane aspects that only clutter our daily lives; they only obscure the real truth. I'm talking about knowing for certain what things in life are truly important.
I haven't had one of those moments in a while.