Life Memories

lifememories

 

Life Memories

Sitting here thinking

Listening to various songs

Visions flash before me

Eyes

A smile

There is a vague scent in the air

Laughter can be heard off in the distance

Is it real or in my mind?

Memories continue

Some good

Some bad

Time drifts away

I think on those memories

Some I wish I didn’t have

Others I wish I could live again

They are all part of who I am

Memories are what happen while life is lived.

Cherish them, all of them.

They made me who I am

And I am indestructible.

© Dellajes Anilom 2017

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How I Loathe Myself

howiloathemyself

 

How I Loathe Myself

The sound of the ping brightens my day

And how I hate that I smile thinking it’s you.

Only to see it isn’t.

There was some small witty banter

When we first started chatting

Now… silence.

The emptiness is almost immediate

Self-loathing is definite

Pain … inevitable.

Why do I do this to myself?

Why keep looking?

Love is not real.

The only real feelings in life

Is hate, pain, and sorrow.

Ping… is it you?

How I loathe myself.

© Dellajes Anilom 2017

My Singer

My Singer

 

 

Most of the time

I’m okay

No thoughts seem

To get in the way

But there are times

When I think of you

Of how your voice

Takes away my blues

I’ll close my eyes

And begin to smile

Listening to your words

Getting lost for awhile

No matter the song

The feelings the same

Happy, sad, love or not

Either way, it’s just a game

Your voice heals me

Though you’ll never know

It’s in the way you sing

The tone, the flow

Your feelings for me

I know are not true

But they are not the same

For I … love you.

Most of the time

I’m okay

No thoughts seem

To get in the way

But there are times

When I think of you

Of how your voice

Takes away my blues

I’ll close my eyes

And begin to smile

Listening to your words

Getting lost for awhile

No matter the song

The feelings the same

Happy, sad, love or not

Either way, it’s just a game

Your voice heals me

Though you’ll never know

It’s in the way you sing

The tone, the flow

Your feelings for me

I know are not true

But they are not the same

For I … love you.

©2011 Dellajes Anilom

Real Me

First Cover Design

First Cover Design

 

What is time?

What is a lie?

What are these emotions

That simply won’t die.

Physical pain

Runs through this body

Screaming…

Of unspoken agony.

The physical pain can be dealt with

It will fade or dull with time

It’s the pain within my being

That claims this ache of mine.

Blackness envelopes me

Attempting to drown who I am

Though I try reaching out

With both of my hands.

Reaching for what

I am not sure

The blackness is still here

Something I endure.

Perhaps this time will pass

Ending the oblivion

Should it not occur…

I shall continue to pretend.

©2013 Dellajes Anilom

Cover Design 2

Cover Design 2

This Place

This Place

 

I think of you, most of the day

Wondering if you might feel, the same way

 

Closing my eyes, I see your face

Wishing I could get, out of this place

 

Hearing you laugh, makes me smile

It’s a sound I could listen to, for a while

 

I always enjoy talking to you

You turn my day from black, to blue

 

But it’s when you sing

That changes everything

I get lost in the words

Your voice like nothing, I’ve ever heard

 

I close my eyes, when I listen to you

My feelings, my emotions, shown with a tear or two

 

How I long, to get out of this place

You’re a dream, I keep trying to chase

 

Though I honor the place I’m in

I still wonder… Will I always, just be a friend?

 

©2011 Dellajes Anilom

It’s Over

Its Over

All this time you’ve put me down

I was made to feel so small

Never good enough to be around

Always left behind to crawl

Why you had so much power

I shall never know

But today, it’s over

It’s time for me to go

The pain you’ve caused me

The loneliness I went through

It took me awhile to see

But I know it wasn’t me, but you

Why you had so much power

I shall never know

But today, it’s over

It’s time for me to go

I’m moving on with my life

You won’t even be a memory

Perhaps one day you will thrive

But I don’t care, for I’m finally free

Why you had so much power

I shall never know

But today, it’s over

It’s time for me to go

Walking away from you

I could do it all along

Just watch as I’m out of view

You know what… I’m gone.

©2011 Dellajes Anilom