SPLIT

I'm always two people, the coward and the brave

I'm always fragmented between master and slave

I'm fearless like a lioness, yes frightened like a kitten

I pounce too soon; too many times have been bitten

My soul is a canvas of colors and dirt

With shades upon shades of beauty and hurt

I want to be peaceful and want to be wild

An adult perfection, an imperfect child

Between love and fear is a constant tug-of-war

Both breath and tears always compete for more

Deeper than angels have dared to explore

There is no control, there's only a thought

Of cutting the rop, untying the knot

No longer slipt. Changing the plot. 

HUNGER

 

I miss, I just do

Not sure if I miss you or something else

I hear, I just do

The stillness in my inner bells

 

I don’t want it, but it’s there

The desire to stretch my arms

And reach far elsewhere

For the presence that calms

 

The tingle in my skin

The inkling in my soul

The longing from within

 

Where are you? My phantom

My missing puzzle piece

When will this hunger cease?  

Broken Car

 

It’s just a broken car, not a broken heart

I’m stranded on the street, I’m taking it real hard

It’s money I don’t have, it’s time I can’t get back

It’s a constant reminder of all the things I lack

 

I’m angry and confused. I’m trying to deny

I see it can’t keep moving but still I want to try

I laugh like it’s a joke. I cry because I fear

That maybe there’s no hope. There’s things I just can’t steer

 

It needs some time to fix

There are no easy tricks

It’s just stones and sticks

 

They won’t tear me apart

It’s just a broken car

…And a broken heart