Don’t know Time’s timeline.
Don’t know where Time hides.
And Mercy is nowhere.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Death’s touch is not selective.
Hearts break and bleed.
Without restoration.
What’s the point,
When Heartache becomes the norm.
Never imagined I’d see yesterday through tomorrow’s eyes.
Hope now blinded once again by the truth,
Of an uncertainty in life that is all too real.
Living in a world full of broken hearts, promises, and paths.
Where is my sunshine and rainbow?
Where is my shovel to dig myself out of this hell of despair and fear?
Where is the train to Anyplace other than here?
Deep in the still,
And into the night.
Just me and Heaven’s eyes
Become one upon first sight.
I look to you for peace,
As you shine your light.
Amazed at your pure beauty,
Such a mass entity of delight.
I walk with thee in the night.
As I climb the righteous stairway.
Deep breath in
As I absorb what you say.
Deep in the still,
As you whisper in my ear.
Gentle breeze of a kiss.
What is it you see upon my face?
A tear?
A tear of joy falls upon my cheek,
That makes me drop to my knees
To bless this Earth.
Such a beautiful sight to be seen.
Deep in the still,
And into the night.
Just me and Heaven’s eyes
Become one upon first sight.
I’m kissing you goodbye again.
I’m saying farewell to heartache.
Should have never came back to you again.
So I leave ‘cause my happiness is at stake.
Never really knew you could be so cold.
Blind sided, I let you cut me so deep.
Let your sunshine and ocean nights grab hold,
And in your strong arms I’d be rocked to sleep.
What a twisted web you spun around me,
Where your light blinded me like night stars.
Wandering through darkness and could not see.
Never really knowing just what we are.
And what we are is a love in the past.
A love that has long fizzled out with time.
A love that I realized would not last.
With hope filled eyes, wanted it to be mine.
So I came back to you with hope in heart.
You treated me like your bitch in waiting,
Like I’d always be around; you were smart.
Los Angeles, you proved you are failing.
Never will I let you hurt me again.
Never again will you make my eyes cry.
Never will change my life for you again.
No, there’s no need for us to ever try.
I’m kissing you goodbye again.
I’m saying farewell to heartache.
Sometimes we have to say a painful goodbye to someone or something, whether it be abusive family members, “friends”, or even a way of life. This poem isn’t about a person, as you’ve noticed with my other “love poems” that I’ve posted on my site. Here, I’m saying goodbye to an old life, to make way for one that’s new. For it to be nicknamed “The City of Angels,” Los Angeles has caused me nothing but the blues. Moving on and doing the right thing feels so good.
My Quiet Fire 