Posts tagged ‘Obsession’

June 19, 2013

Eyes

by Teatart

I watch you, I feel you
I anticipate your arrival with bated breath
Exploding in tremulous clouds of pressure that fights against your presence
You feel me watching you
And I see you growing with each stare
Gaining confidence in each touch
Yet asking nought stability, wanting nothing more than I can give
Ha, how unselfish
What motive could you possible indulge in torturing my mind and soul?
I run, I hide
You search, you find
I cannot escape your will. Leave me alone
Yet silent pleas form conflicting powers of assumption
Burrowing funnels in my mind
Blasting away the misgivings that incessantly haunt me
You want more!
In full knowledge of my inability to give what you so patiently crave
My worthiness falls short of your perceptions, but still you lurk!
Creating depth in the shadows that already exist
I fight gallantly against the narcotics that bleed into my actions
Attempting to perceive justice in our wrongdoings
I fight, I lose
You win with proud ambitions
And I gradually lose myself in your desires.

~ Sherrie Dyer

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May 2, 2013

Soul’s calling

by Teatart

In the dusk of my heart
Doth the twilight still fall
Although eons apart
My love is unworn

As sparse as the leaves
Silently fallen
Oh how my heart grieves
Patiently calling

Perhaps I shall never see
The dawn that doth awaken
Perhaps I shall never be
With he that is taken

Close to his frosted breath
Is all that I yearn
Till my very death
Shall I ever learn?

Tis my life that has no countless meaning
Nor shall I ever possess
For him that my heart must constantly be weaning
Shall never be possessed

~ Sherrie Dyer

April 3, 2013

Owner of hearts

by Teatart

I have lived for so long
Waiting to share my life with you
Longing to the day
We would become one

I believed your whispered confessions of love and loyalty
Yet I shy from the realisation that
Your words have been clever stories
Laced with deception and betrayal

My heart grows weary with
Every shed tear and false hope
For you cannot love
You know not how to

Your love is only that which is lustful and selfish
You toy with emotions as a destructive child
Yet weep when you acknowledge
That I am gone

I am a victim to your predatory skills
Wanting nothing more than your touch
Willing you to love me again
But I know that cannot be

You have already left me
Alone and wounded
In my own private darkness
Of despair and rage

Alone with the memories
Of what could’ve been
Alone with the damaged anger that
Slowly fuels me to awake to the present

Yes, I will not continue to retrace this cycle
But I know that you will want me again
And in this future
It will be I to tell tall tales …

~ Sherrie Dyer