Showing posts with label Broken Heart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Broken Heart. Show all posts

Thursday, April 7, 2016

Anchor


“Anchor”

Silence
It is deafening
Chasing me to the ends of the night

I outrun it though with p.m. pills, distilled dreams or sheer exhaustion
I can’t allow it to settle on me
For I fear it will destroy me

Sometimes it sneaks up on me
Winding its cold icy pain through my thoughts
Shaking my nerve
And racing my heart

Sometimes it shatters my fake smile
And replaces it with quick salted tears

It’s a pause between songs
A commercial when watching rerun distractions
It’s that moment when I stop talking about whatever
The moment I leave the company of friends

Silence
It is my enemy
Waiting for me to forget that I must busy my mind with insignificance
It is relentless
And I grow weary

I can only avoid it for so long
It is an anchor I cannot escape

Silence
It is deafening
Chasing me to the ends of the night


Robert Lloyd
7 April 2016

Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Bide


Bide

Will I have the next kiss goodbye
Or will that one be my last one
As the dark cloud hovers above me
My heart waits for resolve
Wondering
Has my latest appeal prolonged the end
Will the bell toll midnight
And the finality of reality run it’s course

My death row heart holds onto hope
I wait patiently
Nervously
Painfully
Not giving in
She makes me smile when no one else can
My breath catches when she walks into a room

Still when I bleed this honesty
Hers is one of “I don’t know”
What more can I bare
Waiting for the inevitable
If there is no now
How can we hope for tomorrow

I glance back to the yesterdays
The ones she says were not there
Wondering
Which of us is lying to ourselves
Bending reality to hold onto the latest idea

The guillotine hangs ready to fall
And I willingly place my neck on the block
Begging for a quick end
Or for her to yank me away
Wanting desperately to renew us

By
Robert Lloyd

Tuesday, February 23, 2016

Sound in Space


"Sound in Space"

Imagine they echo out into the black glittered void unheard
Like a 1980’s cassette tape on a continuous loop
Floating in an aluminum tin can satellite
Searching for something more
Constantly voicing want into the stardust nowhere
Knowing that when the impossible is found
Today will have already faded into way too many yesterdays

I put my love into electronic words like a ping into space
Knowing they will fall on deaf ears

They are warning to those out there not to come near
At least not until we have completely destroyed ourselves
With only the old faded sound of my heart breaking remaining
Playing over and over again
Screaming into the vacuum of a silver twinkled night sky

By
Robert Lloyd

Monday, February 22, 2016

Hostage


"Hostage"

You held me in your hands as best you could
Me, a shell of who I was
Searching for love and redemption

My trust was that you would be ever so careful
You were my rebirth and that was unfair
No one figured it would be easy
Least of all us
We said we would be different

I guess I always knew
My created burden was too much
It seems I was too broken for you to fix
For you to carry
For you manage next to your own needs

I don’t fault you
I just pray my cracks have not spread into your world
I hope you smile beyond me
And without me
I release you from the prison my love has created
You are no longer mine

You are free

Robert Lloyd

Monday, February 15, 2016

Iceberg

"Iceberg"

I am floating along                           
And melting

The beautiful world that surrounds me
Betrays me as I cherish
and struggle
with each vanishing moment

My presence
My worth
My existence
It all fades with each new sunrise

I crave something it seems I am no longer allowed
More time with you
With your supposed forever smile
With your clear blue glances
With the thought that you could never tire of me

As I drift along
Further from you
From something that once was such magic
I tremble with fear
And my heart aches

I desperately want to travel back to before
To the time before we stumbled onto this false path
This stream that drags us apart

I want yesterday
Knowing what I know today
Rather than this cold fade

I am floating along
And melting



Robert Lloyd