Monday, February 21, 2011

Frozen


Seasons come and go,

Leaves wither and die.

Still my pain I do not show

And my smile politely casts a lie.


Shivers crawl down my spine,

My mind is overwhelmed by ghosts I shove out.

Rolling thunder roars across the darkened sky: mine!

My voice is but a whisper, I have no doubt.


In my heart’s winter I remain frozen,

While ice pumps through my veins.

Feelings that have become barren

Await the words to release me from my chains.

The Ghost of You


I watched you die, bit by bit.

I watched you cry, on the inside.

I watched you lie to yourself

And everyone else.


You don’t smile anymore

Without it being fake.

You don’t make jokes anymore,

Not even for the masquerade’s sake.


You don’t sing anymore,

The voice inside you has died.

Your guitar sounds no more,

Smothered by the tears you’ve cried.


You close off to others,

You've become a wall.

I hope you snap out of it:

You won’t survive another fall…

Eendag

Eendag as die wêreld in stof verval

En die engel van die Duisternis my kom haal.

Eendag as jou skaduwee deel word van my;

As die wind huil en fluister: dis hy.

Eendag as die verlede tot niet gaan;

As my liefde ewig bly soos die maan.

Eendag as trane vanuit die hemel stort;

As jy die aarde onder my voete word.

As die naglug sy ligte herrangskik

En ek kry van die toekoms ‘n blik.

Net ‘n droom, ‘n fantasie- my vaste hoop:

Dat ek die aarde kaalvoet plat sal loop…