Sanity


Mark me,

Like animals mark territory,

Aggressive and rough.

Make me scream your name out loud,

To make sure everyone knows I’m yours,

Even if it’s just for the night.

Let the night shy away,

From the raw passion we exude,

And hide the stars behind the clouds.

Body on body,

Skin on skin,

Let there be no barriers today.

Not even those of the sheets between our bodies,

Let them lay beneath us,

As we hold onto them,

As we crush them,

For the sake of our sanity.

The sanity of which,

Left is nothing but hazy traces.


 

The day I was wrong.


The day I was wrong.

The sun set a bit gloomier,

The stars seemed a bit dimmer,

The day I was wrong.

The birds sang a little less,

The breeze taunted a little more,

The day I was wrong.

The eyes were wet,

The throat was parched,

The day I was wrong.

The day I held on too tight,

The day I let go too soon,

Was the day I was wrong.

The day I felt too much,

The day I showed too little,

Was the day I was wrong.

There was one smile that faded,

There were two hearts which broke,

The day I was wrong.

The signs were too subtle,

The words were too loud,

The day I was wrong.

The sleep came too soon,

The nightmares stayed too late,

The day I was wrong.

The eyes were a little too closed,

The distance was a little too far,

The day I was wrong.

And the cries were a bit too soft,

The end of the call a bit too loud,

The day I was wrong.