Wednesday, 30 May 2012

Now...

As the moon fades uncertainty goes by,
the sun as a filter washes thoughts away
as tears run down silently over a glass
a burnt cigarette over the thoughts of life...
Why couldn't I say it before goodbye?
ever so close yet so far away,
so much left unspoken,
so much left undone...
I look you in the eyes and I can see
whatever reasons took you away from me,
a cure for the blind some could say
as all the matters unwind,
and there was you, and me,
and there was nowhere else I'd rather be!
Why couldn't I see it before goodbye?
Silence isn't uncomfortable anymore,
much can be said without words;
a word that couldn't be said,
a feeling that was never forgotten...
The measure from what everything else is measured,
the standard which I still carry with pride
for a lost battle on a never ending war
a war from which I shall not hide...
Here I stand again,
scarred, strong and ready to face the enemy,
no holy ground or army behind me
a keen soldier to an unfair fight...
The skies once dark and red
are now clear and blue
present's now, the past's dead
as the day brings light night is past
and the night is past,
here we are again,
just me and you...

1 comment:

  1. Gostei de ler particularmente Here I stand again, scarred, strong and ready... Assim é que é mesmo!!!

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