Why Should I Care?

 

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: I Will Come

The Blue Vineyard Of Voo Shining Stone: I Will Come: soundtrack I Will Come I will come to you, my love Within the woodland grove I will dance upon wet grass In your...

Saboteur

 

SABOTEUR

             















            

             Saboteur

                Love is like a Trojan Horse

                It snuck silently into my life

                Under false pretenses

                On the one night I was not on guard.

                You know I speak the truth

                Deny it not     

                Those deep deep eyes

                Couldn't hide the truth if truth was just a lie.

                You think because you wear soft shoes

                That you can dance on me

                But you do an impressive pirouette,

                Don't you?

                Mockingbirds take lessons

                For you excel at mocking

                Filling the air with illusions of songs

                That are only noises.

                If I could legally exterminate

                The memory of you, would I do it?

                I lie in bed and think about that, hours on end

                Dream of revenge, even as I grovel in wanting.

                There is none so blind

                As he who will not see

                But I have looked and I have seen

                And I have looked away.

                And now I see with eyes wide open

                All the ravages you brought with you

                All the dents and damages

                You left in your wake.

                I barely recognize myself today

                In the shattered mirrors of your eyes

                So slyly does your mouth smile

                And so coldly do your fingers touch my skin.

                Yes! This is a poem for you!

                Yes! This is a song about you!

                Yes, yes, yes! This page is filled with love and hate

                The two-edged sword you cut me with.

                And all the things you make me feel

                And all the deaths you make me die,

                All the joys you crushed beneath your shoes

                In the days that followed my surrender.

                There was so much promise there

                In the beginning.............

                So much sweetness springing forth from me

                Like a fountain flowing from a rock.

                I thought you came from God

                I thought you held the stars within your hands

                And all the songs that had ever been written

                Had been composed by you.

                Saboteur! Traitor! Deceiver!

                Lover!

                How I long to take back every yesterday

                And replace them with tomorrow!

                You are a cold wind that ever blows

                And no candle I can light will keep it's glow for long

                You will not allow it.................

                You will not give me the warmth I need to survive.

                Saboteur!

                Turning hope to dust and peace to war

                Making unholy, that which was sacred in my eyes

                As my brokenness falls upon your battlefield.

                If I did not love you, it would not matter

                If I did not hate you, I could not bear this pain

                You were the traitor and I, the betrayed

                And yet it is I, who stands before the firing squad at dawn.

               

                But no more will I wear the hood and mask

                No more will I twist myself away from what is coming

                From this moment forward, when you fire that gun,

                I want you to kill me as you look in my eyes.

                You have made me into something I never was

                And the only way to change me is to kill me

                I will not beg of you but I will not run

                My hate, a shield too heavy to hold................

                Still wants to die in your arms

                Love.

                © by Voo

                Aug 2, 2011

                1:37 a.m.

COMPLETELY

 

 

Against My Will

Against My Will

Lying here trying not to think,

I think of you against my will, against my want

As though bidden by some dark pulling

That cannot be broken by force.

I seem to feel your eyes

Looking for me in the moon's light

Raking across the ceiling of your room

Willing me to look for you.

But there's no me for you to find now

My form has gone where the broken go

To the valley of trampled hearts

And misdirected dreams.

I went unwillingly,

But of necessary need

For self preservation

And fear of unanswered questions.

Oh, I still feel you, still see you faintly

Maybe not with the usual five,

(Senses that all beings have)

But with a sixth sense unusually honed.

You see, I've never been ordinary, not really

That's what drew you to me,

Led you to me, made you love me,

Bound us in unexplainable, unbreakable chains.

You needed no enchantments for that,

No candles burning at midnight,

No murmured chants, no recitations from ancient books,

No magic at all or ever.

It was love that drew us,

Led us, found us, bound us

Encircled us with her hands

And threaded us together as one.

But it was love, as well,

That broke the threads, the binding,

The defining and entwining

And put out the candles glowing in the dark.

It was love that healed and love that cut

And love that lost it's way

And yet tonight in quietest quiet

Your heart still calls to mine.

Your need has no definition,

Your wanting burns as though unquenched,

Your desire screams without a voice,

As your arms hold to my memory.

I feel you, even now

Across the miles and marbled mountains

Tossing and turning like an ocean's wave

Drawing me to you willingly, as before....

And failing that, against my will.

And failing that, against my will.

©by Voo Shining Stone

9/19/2020