I ain't home

sometimes, the hours are lonely, empty

without any words or space to breath 

sometimes I cannot hide my anger

and speak the words I should speak as

my relief 

and I know there will be no answer

she's not here to hear these  words I breath

but these words I speak I speak in her 

lingering silence 

and are mine and mine only to speak

 

and I leave the walls that surround me

to meet the world once promised to me

'cause this prison of silence is not meant for 

any one not even me

and yes, she should consider her options her new reality

I ain't home and never no more will I be I left my anger 

at the threshold of her ignorance walking out of  her room

walking out of her existing silence

a silence now her own new realty

(c) JR. 2022

 

Empty

empty is how I feel
empty where it hurts
can feel the pain
when I see her again
going through that door
just don't seem to take it
as well as I did before
my armour is showing fatigue
my strenght is getting weak
a battle has not yet been won

I must hold on as long as I can
take it for another run
and I'm feeling empty
tired of playing that same old game
over and over again
but I must go on
see the setting of yet another sun
it will be many days and nights
'till again she will arive

and she knows I'll be waiting
like all those years before
she'll stay, laugh and play
'till emptiness hits back
when she has left
with it dies my laugh
I just don't seem to take it
as well as I did before
how long must this go on
'till I can settle the score

(c) JR. eightees

Sunday, boring Sunday

nailed to my chair
like a hand in a glove
with the world at my feet

I have nowhere to go
no friends to meet
I sit in retreat

a hollow space
an empty face
out of time
out of place

a boring Sunday
is al I have
nailed to a chair
birds in the trees

too far away
sky showing some fatigue
no one near enough to please
a longing is there

it says what you need
is some distracting sleep
to leave a boring Sunday
a withered leaf

(c) JR. eightees

Life

I'm standing here
right out of the blue
in a ray of light
don't know what to do
don't believe in life anymore

but I've got to hang on
just for the sake of livin'
must get through this
it will cease to excist
but it'll take time
I flip a dime

time will be all mine
my life is like a shell
hollow and empty
getting drowned
by a sea of emotion
thrust upon a shore
barely alive

I will recover
I will crawl to freedom
and take it by its tail
I will shake it
be once more
in the running again
get rid of my pain
that grabs me
again and again
I want to get rid of
and be whole again

I'm downcast
thrown unto the ground
I crawl around
where is my way out
always in myself
got to do it myself
to be whole again

I'll take my stand
be back on the edge
work my way back
and ask myself
what do I want from this life
it's not much, some sanity
to live on in peace
and lie under the appletree
thinkin', this life
it is to be

(c) JR. eightees

Empty

empty is how I feel
empty is where it hurts
can feel the pain
when I see her again
going through that door

just don't seem to take it
as well as I did before
my armour is showing fatigue
my strenght is getting weak
a battle has not yet been won

I must hold on as long as I can
take it for another run
and I'm feelin' empty

tired of playin' that same old game
over and over again
but I nmust go on see the setting
of yet another sun

it will be many days and nights
'till again she will arrive
and she knows I'll be waiting
like all those years before

she'll stay laugh and play
'till emptiness hits back
when she has left
with it dies my laugh

I just don't seem to take it
as well as I did before
how long must this go on
'till I can settle the score

(c) JR.  eightees

Somewhere out there

as a feast finds it self in its ending
and a silence takes its rightfull place
in a room lost for words

a man's resting his eyes on the now
empty chairs, trying to recollect the
image of the person that sat there
 
it is then, a door finds its lock an'
key and a room somewhere, out there
is cast into the loneliness of...

the lost word again

(c) JR. 2018

We don't touch

we look, an' see what we haven't got
we laugh, but there's no smile in our
laugh 'cause...we don't touch

our days are empty, nights shortly lived
and a lot, we cannot fill them with what
we haven't got...we don't touch

and ev'ry morning is not a new day 'cause
our yesterdays are gone and won't come
again

and when we talk our words are caught
in their hollow silence 'cause... we don't
touch...we're not in love


(c) JR. 2018

The Score

empty, is how I feel
empty, where it hurts
can feel the pain
when I see her again
comin' through that door

I just don't seem to take it
as well as I did before my
armour is showin' its fatigue
my strenght is gettin' weak

a battle has not yet been won
I must hold on as long as I can
take it for another run  and
I'm feelin' empty

tired of playin' that same
ol' game over an' over again
but I must go on see the settin'
of yet another sun

it will be many days an' nights
'till again she will arrive
an' she knows I'll be waitin'

like all those years before
she'll stay, laugh an' play
'till emptiness hits back
when she has left

with it dies my laugh
I just don't seem to take it
as well as I did before
how long must this go on
'till I can settle the score

(c) JR. Eightees