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Cease And Desist

Here I am
Thinking of you
Again

Wishing you’d have
Saved me
From him

Had you been here
In my life
He wouldn’t have

Here I am
Wishing for you
Wanting us back

This is my plea
My last cry
For help

Please show me
Say something –
Reach out

This is my
Final cry
For you

Show me somehow
Say anything –
Soon.

  • The Dalema. November 15, 2016

Just In Case 

Just in case you forgot
I’m still right here.

Missing you –
Missing us,
Whatever we were.

Feeling you
Forgetting me.

I just wish you knew,
I just want you.
And I want you –
To be happy.

  • The Dalema. November 15, 2016.

This One’s For You

I’d do it all again –
Run through the pain
Eyes wide open
A million times
Over and over

If it meant –
For one last time
I could fall asleep with you
Laying my head
On your shoulder

  • The Dalema. November 9, 2016

King Of The Throne

The tale of a poor judgment Princess
Choosing the future of her kingdom
All for one, or one for all?
She thought their love was her freedom

Like a damsel in distress
She let her long hair down
Allowing them an opportunity –
To win her heart, earn the crown

They were never knighted
There were no duels for her love
They were thieves, liars and pirates
Yet she’d build their pedestals up

Admiring them like royalty
Wishing to be their ‘dream-come-true’
Although she was already a princess
The mirror needed to see it, too

No matter the stars she wished upon
Or the words from her Fairy Godmother
The next day when she’d wake alone
She knew they never loved her

She never picked the right knight
She never made it on time for the ball
Who the hell leaves a shoe behind?
What is happily-ever-after, after all?

After years of spells and magic
Being fooled over and over again
She gave up hoping to be saved –
The kingdom of her heart left un-enchanted

So here’s to all those pedestals
Tonight I’m burning all of them down
This Princess doesn’t need any saving –
It’s my turn to wear the crown

  • The Dalema. November 8, 2016

A Made Up Mind

I sat there
Staring at the screen
Reading every thing

Reading you walk away
Knowing
There was nothing I could do
Nothing I could say

But I tried
Begging you, calling you
Convincing you
There was no convincing

You made up your mind
You closed off your heart
And I was –
Vulnerable
Disposable
Left behind

The rejection of it all
No matter what you say,
I wasn’t enough
Enough to make you stay

‘It has nothing to do with you
Everything to do with me’
That’s what you said
That’s what you’d say

When I’d beg and plead
Trying to convince you
And maybe even
Trying to convince me

  • The Dalema. November 6, 2016

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