Another sleepless night
My sight is black and white
Life in grey isn’t right
Out of mind, out of sight.
- The Dalema. September, 2016
I get it, I give up.
I’m waiving the white flag.
I get it. I understand.
You’re the best I’ll never have.
Life has disappointed me.
I’ve been the best I’ll ever be.
It’s ok – I can take it.
Life’s way more than
I can ever make it.
This is all there is,
all that ever was.
I surrender to the truth
There’s nothing left for us.
- The Dalema. November 27, 2016.
I’ve taken falls
Lost almost everything
What have I learned?
All that remains
Is all I’ll ever need.
- The Dalema. November 21, 2016
Sleep is all I’ve got
to help get over you
I close my eyes and wander off
the pain wanders too
My dreams drift to a place
where your memory doesn’t exist
Where I can’t feel your skin on mine
I can’t taste your kiss
Where I can’t hear you saying
I don’t give you butterflies
And I don’t see you craving her
as I stare into your eyes
A place where I don’t question
why it’s not me that you want
Where the moments most dear to me
aren’t the ones that you forgot
There’s only one place left to go
for a heart that’s bruised like mine
It’s when I fade into a deep sleep
a subconscious state of my mind
When I wake I’ll be reminded
that I can’t be what you need
So goodnight, sleep tight –
love me just for tonight
if only in my dreams.
- The Dalema. February 17, 2015.
I reach to pick up the pieces
Getting cut by the broken edges
I don’t know how I got here
It wasn’t supposed to be like this
You give it everything you have
And you fight until the battle’s won
But what if you’ve given all you can?
Yet the war has only just begun
I put up all these walls around me
Making barriers and building shields
I don’t want people to see my bruises
All my failures would be revealed
Love and success are all I’ve ever wanted
The reason behind all this change –
So I pick up the pieces and glue them together
With the hope of being whole again.
- The Dalema. November 21, 2016
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