Monday, 24 September 2012

defining you

With the composure of a knight
And the cautiousness of a lord
You know whom to associate with
And when to do A,B,C and D.
With the tranquuility of a swan
You can be provoked to the madness of a bull
Not forgetting the strength of a tiger.
When you take control
I cannot even begin to resist.
I may try to deviate
But my mind cannot win the war against my heart.
I may be silly a couple of times
Or be completely incomprehensible
But maybe you are to blame
For my daily urge to see you
My desires to play around you
My impossibility to reason
And my wish to please you.
Insanity? Maybe
Paranoia? I hope so
For you arethe only treatment
To my emotional ailment.

                                           Peaches.

Thursday, 13 September 2012

That madness you feel
When you wish you did not exist.
When life is at apoint of inanimate sorrow
You pray your very existence did not matter.
Pain could not even begin to explain
That which torments my mind each day.
Confusion could come close to it
But it would be the understatement of the century.

Sometimes I wish I did not care
Or at least not have a weak emotional pillar
That gets so easily broken
Even when it is unreasonable for it to happen.
I wish things could turn out better
Without me having to put myself through that painful torture
Of being the one to make the first step.

Again,
If I leave things as they are
I and not the opponent will suffer.
Is it fair?
Of course not.
But life sucks without trying.
So I surrender to the bondage of life
And leave it to God to mae it right.

But what good does that do?
It only makes me helpless and utterly vulnerable
Yet the situation in itself is weakening my soul.
Forgive me for caring
Punish my heart for hoping
Torment my mind for believing in the positive
Crush me for being so weak
But please don't hate me for loving you.

                                                                            Peaches.

Tuesday, 4 September 2012

love and pain

Why does love have to shed tears
Have fights every new dawn
And be misunderstood for it to be complete?
Is it that one should always
Hope for the best and expect the worst?
Why does completion in love
Include imperfection except when it comes to God?

Does that mean that without;
Fears that scare to death
Heartbreaks that resort to withdrawal
Anger that brings actions with regrets
And sadness similar to that of Juliet
It cannot relish in the hearts of men
To achive that dreamed of happily never after?

I know there are good times to keep love flourishing
But are not bad times the test of love?
Is one not required to prove themselves worthy
Only when they can support in dark times?
So love cannot exist without pain
Thus in love pain will thrive
Hence the adage
A friend in neeed is a friend indeed.

Some may beg to differ
But think about it first
Then decide if I am right or wrong.
Remember that those you love
Cause you the greatest pain
Yet you forgive them
Without a second thought.
So what is love without pain
Yet pain can exist without love?