ones that walk away without saying good-bye (good-bye)
leave me shiver the rain (looking for shadows)
reasons like questions wrap me still (you left)
empty trains ride the know (without me)
the bench of the station, cold iron feel (alone)
blankness of silence, fog of your go (I wait)
no words you left, no solace or explain (mined hollow)
just gone, only gone, words secured with you (I fall)
disappeared and all, away, and spared nothing (not me)
all along i’ve been not knowing
so i could see the violet in the sunset,
but i missed the moon rise and the
wishing star. i captured the violet
but lost the music of the wave break,
waft of salty air, and the hollow feel
of you, walking away, beneath the violet.
I never expected winter to carry in a friend,
one who said, “I want to know your mind,”
who listened when I spoke softly,
and heard the colors, too. I was cold,
and you showed me warm, built me
a safe place to release – my alone,
my how it feels to be chased by death,
my real. You said, “I get you.”
And you did. Did you get the pieces
you scattered behind when you left?
These tears belong to you.
one more voice saying
disappear
join the chorus in my head
disappear, disappear
voices haunt every moment
disappear, disappear, disappear
I listen, don’t eat, or talk, or feel
disappear, disappear, disappear, disappear
I thought I found
~stay~
but it was just another
disappear
Talking to the Clouds 