At night I see the best
since my soul blends right in
with the shadows that destroy
and create eternal sin.
Month: May 2017
No More
Still crying for you
and my heart can take no more.
sadness in my tears.
© Autumn Siders 2017
HBME
I’ve never had a better friend
and I’ve never known another
who loves so fiercely,
not just because you’re my mother.
There’s no one else to trust
and to you I’ll always turn
just as you can do to me
with the guarantee you won’t be burned.
It’s not just the bond we share
or that we’re stuck like glue,
it’s the fact that since day one,
I’ve always looked up to you.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Amaze
Hate is such a strong word
but I use it freely
for this place,
for these people,
for the way that I feel daily.
Nature’s beauty aside
and the fresh country air
not the trees
nor the critters
beat the love that we share.
The only thing to get me through
these long miserable days
is your laugh,
is your smile,
which constantly amaze.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Catku Two
Hunter on the prowl,
invisible to the prey;
playing God today.
© Autumn and Emilita Siders 2017
1825
Those eyes are so trusting
so I have to ask why.
Why do you trust me,
when you know all my lies?
That heart so forgiving
and yet not to yourself
for things that you’ve done
that could not be helped.
Those hands so caring
and ready to jump in
but does it really matter
when I know you can’t win?
© Autumn Siders 2017
Up to Me
Goals have been met
and dreams achieved
but still there is a hole
in the heart upon my sleeve.
Ever so subtly it sits
hiding in plain sight
for some soul to catch it
and tell me to fight.
But while I wait for a savior,
I slowly decay
and you may never come,
so I guess it’s up to me.
© Autumn Siders 2017
#tbt
Half-formed emotions
fill this empty soul
as I struggle to comprehend
what makes a human whole.
I’ve never shed a tear
for those I left behind
and the ones who’ve left me,
I will not try to find.
Life will carry on,
no matter what I choose
but I still won’t play these games
when I am certain I will lose.
© Autumn Siders 2011
Fumes
History repeats,
the world breathes in pungent fumes,
and man is to blame.
© Autumn Siders 2017
Month of May
I met you on a cloudy day
some time in the month of May.
You burned brighter than the sun
fusing our two souls to one.
But soon the heat was too hot
and my heartstrings were in knots.
So I left you on a sunny day
some time in the month of May.