Deceit

deceit
is sure to do
one thing:
destroy the life
of the one
who deceives

© Autumn siders 2018

#tbt

How do you fix
something not broken
just never meant to be?

How do you end
what should have never began
and get away free?

How do you hold
something so ephemeral
it melts in your hand?

How do you dare move on
when every day that passes,
you are lucky just to stand?

© Autumn Siders 2014

Flicker

A few candles burn

and the light of flame flickers

in time with my heart.

© Autumn Siders 2018

Monster Fun

Of all the things
that go bump in the night
and all the creatures
existing only to fright,
I never thought that you
would be the one
to rip my heart out
just for fun.

© Autumn Siders 2018

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If I awoke tomorrow
without any strength,
would you still wait
or even go the length?
If I fell to my knees
and could not carry on,
would you pick me up
and for once, be strong?
If I needed you
the way you need me,
would you finally realize
the person you could be?

© Autumn Siders 2018

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Night is Young

The night was young
and I was weak,
what’s your excuse?

The day is long
and all you seek,
is it really love?

The bed springs
slowly creak,
dawn grows near.

Not a word
still you speak,
I hear you.

The night was young
and I was weak,
is that your excuse?

Onslaught

Each day begins
with the onslaught of pain
and the struggle to rise
without the hope of gain.
So you push and you push
until you no longer can
and then comes the day
when you no longer stand.

#tbt

Maybe it was the smoke
or the flames burning brightly.
Maybe it was the moon
or the stars shining rightly.
Maybe it was your eyes
or how you held me tightly.
Maybe it was the way
you touched me so lightly.
Maybe it’s how I miss you
daily and nightly.