The Night Day 311

It's a strange night... Strange night of dreams. 

Is this my imagination, nothing is as real as it seems

I am scared of a darkness that can't touch me

Tormented by a thought that hasn't occurred

But familiarity breathes in me

My old scars shift restlessly 

We know these winds

We know the signs

We have been here before

And I reluctantly put the armor on

For a war I don't want to fight

For a story I don't want to be a part of 

I let the smile go, the comfort leave me

The night has started weaving around me

And I prepare to fight a dream 

And gather my strength

He has changed his face

And walks toward me to hurt

But I am not scared 

For I will win... As I always do

I am just tired

For I will lose... As I always do. 

-RKS

What If's Day 310

Was it the way we should have gone
Would you have held on so tight
If I hadn't looked at you that way?
Would you have known what to do
Would I have known what to say
If we had to do it again?

We move away from each other
Take our places in our world
Is it where we are meant to be
Is what we love only what we see
These questions follow me
Linger on like your scent
Like a kiss that you don't forget
Like an ache you don't acknowledge

Why did we meet, did we have a choice
Pulled or propelled
Is this our reprise or downfall...
We are here, entangled in these distances
Entangled in these words...
So close yet.. So far away.
- RKS

Awakened Day 309

I have woken many days and laid still before I needed to get up. Taken deep, conscious breaths and slowly lifted my heavy eyelids. Watched my eyes adjust to the familiar darkness, and the silhouettes of curled up cat ears near my feet. Steady breathing, the sounds I fell asleep to still there, the day a mystery and I listen to my mind that still is playing around in its own thoughts. My true feelings are in charge, not bothered by the daily to-do's or nuances of moving around, getting to places.

There are times I want to stay still as long as I can… stay in this purely physical somnabulistic state. It's strange the thoughts which dance around in our minds then. Somehow this little poem was in my mind today morning and I thought I would share it.

It's been a whirlwind, it's been too quiet
We've moved too fast, we've waited too long
It feels too foreign, it seems so right
Lets stay still, let's run with the wind

Come let's catch the wonders of the world
Let's discover our inner selves
Let's dance to our rhythm
We're breathless, we're alive
We're here… we're here now.

-RKS