I know your fight

I don't like the way they speak of you.
I don't like the things they say.
They're trying to tell me otherwise
When I can already see the light of day.
They say I don't know you long enough,
They say I'm blinded by your good side.
They speak of another 'you' when they speak of you.
But I'm not willing to believe it's true.
They don't know you like I do!
I'm sure of it from my heart
I know no one keep you in parts.

And every time they speak of you in a manner ill,
My blood races and words grow still.
What do they need to know, why do they need to at all?
I grow wild when they bring your name to fall.
I know your light, I know your fight
I see your struggle day in and out.
Little girl, how I wish they didn't doubt
That your heart is pure and your intentions are kind.
And your heart longs for peace of mind.

Because the fight to survive is already a task.
We all have our flaws and our face masks.
There can be no perfection in one just like there can be no best.
So also, little girl there is no call to be perfect, let them speak, He wil take care of the rest.

Let me mourn

Let me mourn the loss of a life
Let me mourn the death of a friend
Let me mourn the fragility of living.
Give me time, spare me
Exclude me from the festivities
Ignore my silence
Let me be quiet, please
Do not speak, do not comment
Do not tell me what you think
Let me, for once, deal with this emptiness
Let me do nothing, let me be idle for once
Allow me the time to weep
Don't wish me a good sleep.
It's my time to mourn, its my time to repent
And my time to lament.
Forgive me for this withdrawal
Understand my need for it though.
This loss of life is not just of a friend
It's of a bundle of dream, ambitions, aspirations and so much more.

Possessed

You're hiding somewhere
In the cold recesses of my being
And you don't come out when the sun is shining.
No.
You wait until the sun has set and the dust has settled,
You wait until its quiet and serene,
You long for when I'm all alone and with nothing to keep me busy.
For that is when you can come out from the shadows and have all of me.
That is when you can get into my head and take up all the space you want.
No one will dare enter then.
That is when you begin to actually show me your face.
You're cowardly, swollen eyes of love and hate all at once,
And you kiss me like you never have before,
And it's wild and so full of lust and love
Dear. sweet. love.
And you hold me from the inside like a warm rush on a cold night.
You make love to me when the moon shines bright.
You caress me like I'm a part of your body all together
But really it's you in me, and I'm out of control.
But that's all I have of you, just the night.
And trust me, I hate you every morning when the sun comes back out.
Because you can't just come and go when you feel like it.
You can't be so selfish as to love me only in the shadows.

Coward of the day,
Night crawler, lover of my soul,
Be not so cruel as to leave me
uncovered for the morning's cold.