My Sanctuary

It is my world, my canvas and my mind,

Why should I halt my writing for your pace?

Here in this space, true safety I can find,

And turn away from any empty chase.

Why must I run from where my thoughts belong,

Or hide the truths I need so much to say?

This realm is mine, where quiet hearts grow strong,

An inner world that will not fade away.

It's just me here, and her—my gentle guide,

My mother, who protects this quiet dome;

She smiles and laughs at every slip inside,

And fills with warmth the corners of this home.

She is my life; her smile keeps all at bay.

This world is mine, and safe from outside cold;

No one shall break what I have built today,

Or shatter this sweet story I uphold.

And it is fine. I have my quite peace,
Safe with my mother in our world apart;

Let heroes sail away where troubles cease,

And live the lives that keep them from my heart.

I will not die, nor break this sacred space,

Nor leave the home I built inside my mind;

Here with my mother, in this warm embrace,

Is all the life and truth I'll ever find.

I tell her everything; though worlds divide,

I know she hears me through the quiet air,

And smiles to say, with love none can deride:

"I will come soon, and find you waiting there."

The Waiting Fool

I say I'm sorry, though the words sound weak

This foolish heart refuses to be wise;

I cry and beg, though silence is you speak,

And know well enough how hope-born reason dies.

I stand no longer with my arms outspread,

Not waiting by the door for you to call;

Yet something in me lingers, fast instead,

As if just waiting for a heavy fall.

Damn it, what is it waiting for today?

Perhaps to learn the lesson one more time,

To take a final, sharp and bitter slap,

For daring to keep loving this sublime.

Sunny, Far Away

Sunny, whom I can never reach,
Never meet, never see, never touch;
Never feel your warmth beside me,
Yet somehow your light still finds me.

Just like your name, you are the sun
Bright, distant, shining on everyone;
Always glowing from afar,
A beautiful light, a distant star.

Too far for my hands to ever hold,
Yet warm in memories I unfold;
Sunny, you shine where I cannot be,
Forever bright… and far from me.

The Wait I Cannot Stop

Though I know you won't be back, I wait,

Though I don't want you back, I hesitate.

It isn't that I find joy in the pain,

Or wish to live through it again.

I don't wait for you to return to me,

I simply cannot stop what my heart makes me see.

Somewhere between letting go and moving on,

I miss you still, though everything is gone.

The Unwritten Rule

Forget the dreams, for life has other plans,

It bends for no one and ignores the heart;

We slip like water through the world's cold hands,

And play our fleeting, transitory part.

Each soul is just a teacher passing through,

A fragile mortal tied to time and breath,

To learn the lessons that are handed due,

Before we cross the silent halls of death.

The proof is right before your weary eyes:

The world moves forward, careless of our pain.

So dry the tears, dismiss the quiet sighs,

And let the river take its course again.

The Pure Intent

 

Not born of flesh, nor tainted by desire,

It was a love as quiet as the dawn;

A gentle spark, a pure and sacred fire,

That warmed my spirit as the years went on.

I am no monster, though my heart is torn,

Just terrified to find my feeling wrong;

In silent prayer, with soul and spirit worn,

I plead to God where honest grief belongs:

Please, hear my truth—my heart is undefiled.

I only loved as rivers meet the sea,

As pure and simple as a frightened child,

Who only hoped that love could set them free.

The Priceless Mistake

 

They call it wrong, a million errors made,

To love a soul who never could be mine;

Yet in my heart, that choice will never fade

To me, it feels immortal and divine.

I lived a lifetime in a single glance,

And felt myself a piece of who you are;

We never stood a tethered, waking chance,

Yet you became my close and guiding star.

I'm glad I fell, and glad I called it love,

Though confessing it destroyed the quiet space;

Had I kept silent, safe from storm above,

I still would catch your everyday embrace

A secret gleam of light to watch afar,

A quiet joy, unburdened and untold,

To keep you as my own unspoken star,

And warm my hands against the wintry cold.