Allow the sun to set
Allow the sun to rise
Don’t chase after the clouds
The beauty in the skies
Allow the moon to rise
Allow the moon to set
Don’t keep counting stars
The dark will become light again.
- The Dalema. April 7, 2017.
Let’s play a game called, “Let’s not play”
All you gotta do is say what you mean –
mean what you say
Because real and genuine
it doesn’t exist now ‘a days
So I’m calling “Bullshit” as I walk away.
- The Dalema. April 3, 2017.
I’ll tell you if you want to know
I’ll show you if you want to see
I’d wait for you if you asked me to
I’d love you if you let me
I’ll answer if you need one
I’ll take you if you want to go
I’d make it happen if you needed it to
I’d try to move on if you told me to do so
I’ll apologize even though you’re at fault
I’ll take the full blame for it too
I’ll beg and plead just to end the silence
I’d do whatever it took just to see you
We could make this work if you wanted
We could be us if ‘us’ sounds good to you
We could laugh and be really happy together
We could, we can and we should too
So, I’d tell you if you wanted to know
I’d show you if you wanted to see
I’ll wait for you if you ask me to
I’ll love you if you let me.
- The Dalema. April 1, 2017.
She bends and she knows this
She spends and gets reckless
She pretends it’s all ok
She pretends her cares away
She bends until she’s hidden
She defends and asks forgiveness
She blends in with the background
She pretends she’ll be found
She bends until she’s focused
She seeks until she’s noticed
She sends wishes to the moon
She dreams of a better ‘soon’
She bends until she’s backwards
She deflects when her pride hurts
She sends up her prayers
She begs when they’re unanswered
She bends until she’s numb
She’s silent when out of touch
She reflects when she’s not sleeping
She pretends she’s still eating
She bends and she bends
Over and over, again and again
She bends for her family
She bends for her friends
She bends and she bends
About as far as she can take
She bends and she bends –
She bends until she breaks.
- The Dalema. 2017.
She just sat there
As it began
She heard herself say,
“I understand”
Watching them leave –
Always inevitable
“Used to it”,
The only feeling she knows.
- The Dalema. March 30, 2017.
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