Deep Down

Deep down I know I will never touch your lips
Deep down I know I will never lay in your arms
Deep down I know I will never hear the words
Deep down I know I will never feel your heartbeat
Deep down I know I will never run my fingers through your hair
Deep down I know I will never play in fields with you
Deep down I know I will never look in to your eyes
Deep down I know I will never be yours
Deep down I know you will never be mine

 

Deep down is a place I avoid
Deep down is a voice I mute
Deep down is a truth I deny
Deep down is a soul I drown
Deep down is an empty hollowed trunk full of you

 

Deep down, I need to hear what is being said
Deep down, I need to see the truth
Deep down, I will grow old, alone without you
Deep down, I know I should move on
Deep down, I know I should close this door
Deep down, I know I should find another
Deep down, I know, I should acknowledge my deep down
Deep down I am hopefully hopeless
Deep down I am helpless

The Voice in the Dark

Written: Dec 16, 07

The Argeela bubbles
The sweet scented smoke clouds
I am lost in the headiness of it all
The coals swirl around, hot, red, don’t touch you’ll burn
I in hale deeply, knowing the danger, loving the effect
Her voice bubbles
In the dark, it gurgles, it laughs
In the dark, she is my vice
She is my release
She is my pastime, my leisure
My quiet voice in the dark
The voice of thought, of anger, of laughter and of pleasure
The voice that whispers sweet nothings all around me through smoke
She is my vice that I can not indulge
She is the voice I can not hear
She is my voice in the dark
She is the argeela.