Lost XXII

Blistering heat as the sun burns bold
Deep within, the heart beats cold
Shivers that tingle fingers numb
Dark are the thoughts, sad comes from
Lost in a haze
Found in a daze
Trapped in a crowd
Covered in a shroud
Eyes that see nothing but black
A spirit comes to attack
Wielding a sword inscribed with a name
Death the award comes to claim
Kneeling cries
Eyes that rise
Waiting for the blow
Let freedom flow
Grimm’s blade of steel raised high
Lets loose from the sky
Cuts through to the heart
And splits it apart
Without any pain
Blood begins to rain
Extinguishing the flame
End of the game

Ax

Lost XXI

no such thing as a little bit in love

her smile shines bright
when with the one she loves
days are but marks on calendars a notch in time
it starts with the thought of him
as she stretches out the sleepy dreamy cob webs wake
off to be who she is getting by in this thing called life
at the end of the day her smile appears
thinking of the one she loves
to spend the night doing what feels right
ending the day in a most extraordinary way
when with the one she loves

no such thing as a little bit in love

hers was more than his could ever be
he loves her too in a most special way
are there any words that can sweetly say
with a caring heart that breaks to know
he’s hurt her so in a most tragic way
no one wins when two hearts sway
apart with the same breeze drifting in opposite ways
drowning now in an endless day
that will forever be led astray
it doesn’t even help to pray
the pain will never fade away

no such thing as a little bit in love

Ax