¤Me¤

Strong on the surface,
A halo bent around my body instead of the air above my head,
Only hypocritical blood shed off mouths.

The disappearence of the resentment I much used to hear,
Pretend of knowing someone of a saviour,
Light bulbs alit above my gaze.

Strong on the surface,
A large necklace of disbelief,
Dissatisfied eyes glowing in my nightmares.

The ground below grew colder,
Footsteps of saints walking on earth,
I never knew what it was like.

Strong on the surface,
Faces shaped into the words with which I've blocked my head,
The four o'clock traffic running inside my brain.

I'm sick of feeling, suffocating,
By separating two people you get four,
A pair in other places,

A brown jacket and a Harley Davidson t-shirt,
Hung in new places,
A black Honda parked in our front yard.

Strong on the surface,
Strong on the surface,
Too wasted to let it roll off my back like water.

Strong on the surface,
Not all the way through.

¤Me¤

Sorry for using your Nick. Since you too have used my PC, my PC-logged in here automatically as "you". My Apologies & I will register here with my own Nick.

Yet another breeze of you brilliance in words touching me deep, urging me to listen to you more closely than ever before! I need to hear you voice, your heart. Allow youself to immerse into the sadness yet strongly present and start emptying it with me, building something new, seeing the good in the past and the comforting brightness of tomorrow!

You are so delicate, strong and deep with your using of words I hope I am able to truly hear you. I can promise I will forever try!

Forever by your side, Dad

Benny

Very emotional...well placed words...sadness can drown one easily...good work here!