“I stay and you fly”…

~

Tired, sore eyes…
A tear stained face…

A grieving body…
Feeling displaced…

Lost in a world…
That can’t understand…

Her spirit is broken…
She misses his hand…

Haunted by the ghost…
Memories of her man…

He was taken too soon…
This wasn’t the plan…

Now left all alone…
She’s failing to cope…

She’s losing the will…
She’s lost all hope…

Not able to sleep…
Feeling so depressed…

Leaving her floating…
In a state of distress…

Wishing that death…
Would visit again…

Reach out his hand…
Take away her pain…

And be finally reunited…
With her soulmate…

High above the clouds…
At Heaven’s golden gates…

Where she knows he’ll wait…
Until the end of time…

For her to join him…
At the end of her climb…

Up the long stairway…
At her journeys end…

That peaceful moment…
When she will ascend…

But until that time…
Where she’ll be free…

Her life’s stuck in limbo…
Full of loneliness and misery…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “My Least Favourite Life” By Lera Lynn

The Ghost…

~

He’s got kind eyes…
And a gentle heart…

But a sinner’s mind…
And his soul is dark…

Tried the right way…
But seduced by the wrong…

A well-trodden path…
Since the day he was born…

Into a splintered world…
Fractured in two…

Carrying years of anger…
And such sadness too…

It eats away at him…
Like a cancer inside…

And he can’t remember…
The last time he cried…

He just bottles it up…
And locks it all away…

With no hint nor trace…
It’s always been this way…

Because he’s so nonchalant…
And calm on the outside…

Managing to cover it all up…
With each and every lie…

It can’t ever be helped…
Or even nursed better…

It’s a constant presence…
Like an unwritten letter…

To the ones he loved…
In some final confession…

Detailing all the mistakes…
And his wrong decisions…

As he was fast asleep…
With his mind wide open…

Stumbling through life…
Knowing something was broken…

Something deep down…
That could never be fixed…

Whilst he walks this Earth…
In a trance and bewitched…

By all those feelings…
Hidden in his heart…

Whilst a sinner’s mind…
Keeps his soul so dark…

Disowned by the Gods…
Cast out into Hell…

A man who sold his soul…
For a ride on Satan’s carousel…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Pour Le Monde” By Crowded House

 

Second Prize…

~

He was never really yours…
Despite anything he said…

His lies just filled the silence…
Fucking with your head…

He sucked on your soul…
Like a vampire drinking blood…

He drained your emotions…
Whilst feasting on the flood…

Because the boy had a heart…
Which loved two things…

The twisted demon’s darkness…
And the angel’s pure white wings…

You were caught in between…
The push and the pull…

Forwards then backwards…
Till your poor head was full…

And it left you spinning…
Around and around…

Never quite knowing…
Feet never on firm ground…

One moment you felt special…
The next you just felt used…

An emotional roller-coaster…
Specifically designed to confuse…

As he chased your distraction…
And the excitement it brings…

Which made him feel alive…
Made his distorted soul sing…

He craved sinful electricity…
And your safety never compared…

But he needed both to live…
That’s why he wasn’t prepared…

To commit to you completely…
And live just half a life…

He took the best of both worlds…
Danced on the edge of the knife…

Never really telling the truth…
Never caring that you cried…

And though you never gave up hope…
You were always second prize…

 

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Two People” By Justin Currie

 

Trapped…

~

She is trapped…
Trapped in a jar…

The world still rotates…
Yet it feels so bizarre…

Everything has stopped…
No longer controlled…

There is no warmth…
She feels so cold…

She appears brand new…
But her pasts been re: written…

And in this new world order…
It’s a struggle to fit in…

Leaving her lost…
As darkness consumes…

She sees no light…
And depression looms…

She tries to fight…
Struggles to stay sane…

They tell her it’s normal…
Tell her she’ll gain…

Become a better human…
Through this struggle…

The experience is rich…
She just needs to juggle…

And paint on her face…
Show no sign of weakness…

Shine every day…
See past this bleakness…

And block out of her mind…
Cruel winds that whisper…

Stop picking her scars…
In fear that they’ll blister…

And hide all the cracks…
The tears in her eyes…

Block it all out…
And try to disguise…

That she is simply trapped…
And verging on madness…

This beautiful Firefly…
With a heart full of sadness…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the Poem “Fireflies” By Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

 

Clinging On…

~

You look into my eyes…
Like you really know me…

You preach your words of wisdom…
To try and make me see…

You want to change my world…
Make everything seem better…

You try to mend my heart…
With words and pictures in a letter…

You need me to simply understand…
That my life is perfectly wonderful…

You slowly take my hand…
Dance like we’re in a musical…

But you don’t really know me…
What’s eating at my soul…

That this world where I live…
Is just a dark and dingy hole…

I’m failing to connect…
I’m failing to see the light…

I’m trapped in this limbo…
Don’t have strength to fight…

My feelings are just numb…
I’m not able to cry or care…

And no matter how I try…
No warmth exists in there…

And Nineteen Eighty Four…
The number from the song…

It circles round and round…
It’s been playing for so long…

It binds me to the past…
Refuses to let me move on…

I am here, not sure where…
Everything I do is wrong…

But you think you can fix me…
Yet you really have no clue…

You act with zero empathy…
You make this all about you…

You just need to be my hero…
But you cannot change a thing…

I’m trapped in here forever…
And I cling, I cling, I cling…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Girl In Amber” By Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds

Shadow…

~
Where did it go…
What happened to me…

One day I owned it…
The next, it was free…

Leaving me pleading…
For it to return…

Begging it to listen…
End my aching burn…

And escape the dark cloud…
Hanging over my head…

Because it gave me hope…
But it also misled…

As it left me helpless…
And it’s left no trace…

So I chase its memory…
But I can’t remember its face…

Just the way that it felt…
When it promised it was mine…

As even in darkness…
And the day to day grind…

It helped me see light…
And feel rain on my skin…

Yet now it has left me…
Nothing ever gets in…

My heart is locked and bolted…
There’s no beat, no boom…

I stare at the walls…
I’m trapped in this room…

Talking to the silence…
Worrying about consequences…

As it’s muted my soundtrack…
And it has numbed all my senses…

Because it was my pride…
And it was my joy…

Yet I never realized…
It could fucking destroy…

Leaving me a pale shadow…
Of the person I used to be…

Forever locked in this limbo…
Floating in its dead sea…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Shadow” covered by Justin Currie

Arms of Hell…

~

Remember, Remember, Remember…
It’s harder than you think…
A lonely dark night in November…
Distraction began with a drink…

Always trying to look forward…
Forever chained to the past…
Memories totally alcohol blurred…
Actions that happened so fast…

Eye…
Fly…
High…

He always liked to watch…
It’s what he once believed…
Swallow another scotch…
It numbed as he deceived…

Trying hard to stay in control…
Amid flashbacks of torment…
The dancer sliding down the pole…
Adults who would consent…

Fly…
Me…
High…

One moment in time gave him wings…
The belief he could indeed fly…
A giant amongst conquering kings…
Now guilt simply asks why…

Stop, stare, are they seeing this too…
A direct effect of the lies…
It’s above the beyond, focused out of view…
Only hindsight makes people wise…

Eye…
Won’t…
Cry…

And so it comes full circle…
His brain can’t handle the truth…
A story of Hyde & Mr Jekyll…
The finger now pointed at you…

Remember, Remember, Remember…
It’s harder than you think…
A lonely dark night in November…
Seduction began with a drink…

Eye…
Fly…
High…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Into Temptation” by Crowded House

Echo Chamber…

~
Oh Lord, oh my Lord…
I don’t know if I dare…
Oh Lord, oh my Lord…
Ever expose myself bare…

As it’s so overwhelming…
This power you create…
The silver lines you’re spinning…
Just connect and resonate…

Painting pictures in my mind…
Planting music in my soul…
Your voice is full of kindness…
I’m simply under your control…

As you have this capability…
To extract me from reality…
Into a realm of total fantasy…
Do you realise what you do to me…

Oh Lord, Oh my Lord…
I’m blessed by your presence…
Oh Lord, oh my Lord…
I worship your very essence…

For in your generous company…
I cannot begin to focus…
When your eyes glance my way…
It’s witchcraft, it’s hocus pocus…

The spell that you have woven…
Transcends all time and space…
It transports this mortal being…
High above this Earthly place…

And I wonder if you see it…
If you know exactly how I feel…
But we can never speak of it…
That’s the twisted, fucked up deal…

So it’s hidden from conversation…
It’s buried deep down inside…
It resides in my echo chamber…
A secret carried till I’ve died…

Oh Lord, oh sweet Lord…
You simply drive me wild..
And in my darkest dreams…
I become your Heathen Child…

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Heathen Child” by Grinderman

Hiding In The Darkness…

~

Stood in the corner…
Sat facing the wall…

Hiding in the darkness…
Running away from it all…

Dodging flying bullets…
Of real life responsibility...

Looking for distraction…
And chances to feel free…

Disguising all her fears…
Disgusted by her thoughts…

Dealing with the Devil…
It’s so tense, it’s so fraught…

Ignoring all the signals…
Running in the wrong direction…

Orchestrating from the shadows…
She’s perfecting misdirection…

Whilst searching for something…
Sugercoated in sweet lies…

Desperate for that someone…
Who makes her feel alive…

But reflections in hotel mirrors…
Are fucking with her head…

And all she ever thinks about…
Could never ever be said…

Her guilty mind’s mentality…
Lays on the floor of the ocean…

Trapped beneath the rocks…
And concealed by dark emotion…

She sees no way out of here…
No chance of an escape…

She’s the sum of all her history…
One she could never reshape…

She can’t change her story…
Erase the twists and turns…

And what lies before her…
Are unscripted lines she learns…

Makes it up as she goes along…
Ignoring the rules of fate…

Points the finger of blame…
With each and every mistake…

Now she’s stood in the corner…
Resting her head against a wall…

Hiding out in the darkness…
Running away from it all…

Trapped by her situation…
The weight of responsibility…

So she seeks out dark distractions…
And the chance to distort reality…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song “Flying in the face of love” by Neil Finn

 

 

 

Black Hole…

~

The man at the door…
Wants to buy your soul…

Says it’s worth double…
As it’s got a Black Hole…

Got a big Black Hole…
Deep down inside…

Been getting bigger…
Every time you lied…

Each time you lied…
The man here knew…

Made him smile…
As the Black Hole grew…

Growing bigger and bigger…
Swallowing up your heart…

Covering up the truth…
Shooting out a poison dart…

And that poison dart…
Hit the one you love…

Made him take flight…
Like an escaping Dove…

That escaping Dove…
Has broken your soul…

Now all that’s left…
Is this big Black Hole…

It’s your Black Hole…
That this man wants…

Killing time in the shadows…
As his memory haunts…

And that memory haunts…
Stalks your hurting head…

You made the choices…
Now you wish you were dead…

You wish you were dead…
Because the living is hell…

Now the time has come…
And your ready to sell…

Yes you’re ready to sell…
Detach that big Black Hole…

So just close your eyes…
And hand over your soul…

~

©Eyewillnotcry1973

Inspired by the song : ”Black” by Pearl Jam