Bargaining I

Exile

you were my home
my comfort place
felt found in your embrace
on your streets, I used to roam
and you were happy to be my own
during blissful friendship days
unending memories were made
fruitful life grew from new seeds
but now at night
I walk your streets
suddenly, I feel so very lost
how have you become a stranger?
almost hear you whisper words of danger
it is a sign?
that what once was mine
is now forever gone
and I no longer belong?
please open your arms again to me
cause I would beg you on my knees
to let me stay for a little while
before you ban me back into exile

Haunted City

an empty town
hear silence all around
echoing laughter now deceased
can’t find my inner peace
while my heart continuously cries
too many farewell goodbyes
how to fill a never-ending day?
when all it does is cause me pain
memories linger at every corner
so I hide indoors
longing for a cure
from a tainted dream
want to do everything one last time
but all it does is hurt and scream
“remember; you were mine?”
where memories were once so pretty
now a ruin of a haunted city


My golden age

danced in golden summer rays
unaware, it was my golden age
delightfully at ease
precocious laughing, I was free
my juvenile response
to what was my renaissance
brand new and blissfully exciting 
everything so curiously inviting
my roaring twenties
dazzling in aureate light
twenties about to end
not roaring anymore
swallowed by the dark of night
gone the sparkles and the glitter
instead feeling hollow, somewhat bitter
now my golden age
is locked up, a rusty cage
try to crack the lock
try to save trapped stars
still see ancient shimmer through the bars
roaring twenties made me crazy
left me hurt, scared and hazy
how can I find the keys?
run back to gilded dreams
instead, under black and stormy skies
I’m running in circles screaming “Why?”
and the dreaded question: is my golden age
forever locked behind the glass
to just be looked at in the museum of the past?