Your Voice

The colour of that faraway day is in the white clouds that a faded blue blurs...
Inside my heart is a pain hidden from all.

The words into which I put my all already become distant.
In the midst of your loss, even now, you keep me warm.

Your voice is the light that silhouetted you.
Should it materialise, I would live on,
that my voice might reach you, wherever you are.

Resounding from the sun-drenched rails is the voice of that distant day.
Beyond those clouds, even now, there is the place of promise.

The loneliness that persists from some time ago is the spirit that grates me all around.
In the flow of time, I will surely lose you.

Your hair, with the world where cloud and sky have melted, is full of secrets.
Your voice, your gentle fingers and your wind-touched skin
will make my heart strong.

Causing my heart to quiver, even unto eternity, is your back turned to me.
My wish is merely that I live on,
that my song would reach you, wherever you are.

Your voice is the light that silhouetted you.
Should it materialise, even though we live in different places,
I would want to, gently and resolutely, live.

Shattered Soul

Heartbeat falls upon deaf ears,
Slowly take away all my fears.
Coldness closes in all around
As your shattered soul falls to the ground.
Teardrops fall from the skies,
Raindrops form in your eyes.
The hurting goes so deep.
Starlit sky burns out as you weep
Tears of fury, cries of hate,
As you curse your destined fate.
Your wall breaks down, exposes the world outside
And reminds you of every time you tried
To be perfect for the one you love,
To be like an angel sent from above.
Reminding you of all you couldn't be,
You chose this lie, wove this fantasy.
You wanted happiness for a while, at least,
And by doing so you unleashed a beast
That took the happiness, left only pain,
Turned your world black, your dreams now slain.
As you know, she broke your heart,
But your soul was shattered from the very start.