ummm...

omg, what is this? can i really share?
about how you are making me feel things i cant really bear
spine tickling, heat moves within me
what in the world is this thing?



confusion, palpitation, sweat and fear
wait a sec, i cant see clear...

the sound of a heavy truck roaring in a distance woke her. she could identify the chipping of the birds and the crowing of a cork. she smiled...



the certernity of life is really a gift,
its like approaching a coner and going into a drift
a leap from the earth from the edge of a cliff
a kiss on the neck so great, yet you are trying to be stiff.

the tickling of the spine from the neck down
express a little pleasure in form of a frown
a love feeling so damn real, i cannot believe
this shit is really happening to me.

the realities of woman-hood start to peep
a warning it pages me, beep beep beep
i look, i smile, i hold my breathe tight
shit these feelings, i need to put on a fight!


when what needs to be said is said
and decisions have finally been made
this could be it, maybe this is forever
i guess i have to let things get together.


And she swang her feet to the side of the bed and let down on the cold floor. with all she had she stood, she walked, she started, now she would try to live again.

words...

Words were placed on a silver platter…a heart on the line. They float with the wind into the organs made to listen. Instantly are rushed to the brain where they are shuffled and reorganized into feelings. Shit…feelings again. Eyes snap shut to avoid being scrutinized by the heart before her. Fingers tangle together as the blood begins to rush, heart beating rapidly and her body trembling. She wanted to hear it and yet she new she couldn’t ascertain calamity in her brain. Something landed on her hand, warm. Looking down, a hand from the heart before her…she gasped.




‘Are you okay?’

six thoughts...

The presure mounts, my heart fails
confidence lowers, mistakes increase
everything is expected to be wrong
but you put all you can


why is it so hard to let go?
to break a heart, to move on
the solution is right at our fingertips
and yet day by day by day
your heart cant grow any stronger


it is so hard to understand
so intricate, complex, difficult if i may say
you cant talk about anything
you cant share anything, marely strangers
different hearts, things you cant part
the gravity of what is shared is non existant
the love? not love anymore
marely strangers


the heart just has to be controlled
how can life be so cold
you are driven by feelings you really
rather prefare not to feel, but are there
when you see them, the decisions made earlier vanish
thin air, intricate, complex yet again

trying to protect a heart that wants to get hurt

how do you play this one, where and how do you stop
cant we just let the brains do the feeling?


amazing, uninteresting
one statement can change a whole lot of feelings
thoughts, things. a friend, a foe, a stranger

i really dont know.

the loving heart speaks...

tears trickle down my cheeks, unimaginable emotion drown my heart. my mind is defeated with thoughts of you, and the love interpreted from your heart to meet mine is so significant i feel undeserving. i yearn to exhibit the most exellent of beings that could make visible to you the greatness of my undying gratitide for the priviledge presented to be the one entwined with your beauty. an alternative could have been preferred nevertheless, my heart remained the utmost preferred. resulted in you becoming the apple of my eye, light of my life, sight for sore eyes. i am dazed by my reaction as tears slowly subjugate my cheeks, my head twirling with unjustfied feelings. again i have to confess, i am certain that without you, there would be a discontinuity of revolving to my world, and that which i call life would become insignificant...

emotions...

contact. the beginning of what is i have found in the oddest of circumstances..a smile that is progressing to grow in my heart. a new song is sung within, blood circulating with the new rhyme. realisation. frozen. i stare at the mirror, she stares back inquisitively. what is this that you do? is this what you want? walls are built in an instant, bridges shatter, fear overcome and the dance ends. I say thank you and walk away. what else could be said...after all, the spirit is trapped in its container and the body refuses to let the brain feel again...not to that state of unease it remembers. breathe. confusion. palpitation. i listen to my heart, i feel it through my chest as pressure mounts and it cries. unble to interpret what it is i cry for. tears. they do not fall down effortlessly, instead they burn my eyelids. i scream. emotions

my first...

so thoughts drift through my mind and my heart palpitates in a sombre rhythm... one heart, one breathe, one step..the beginning.

i look at my sweaty palms...listens to my palpitating heart, (gulp), i open the door...then after a deep breath for confidence and a silent call for calamity...i walk in...