In the rain

In the rain

Stay with me in the rain,

It’s cold,

So am I,

But you’re the fire,

I will never be able to touch…

So different,

Yet, we cross our paths,

Only to see

How our worlds collide,

There’s nothing more.

Because I will never be like you,

Alive,

With a burning heart,

Loved by life,

My smile will never awake a smile.

But let me embrace you

Through the rain,

If this feeling is real,

There nothing can stand in between,

Only reality…

© Laura Dambite, 2013.

It’s raining again, I like how rain opens doors that lead to days full of happiness and pain, to memories I can’t escape… 

Cutting a smile

Cutting a smile

Push the blade stronger

To cut a smile,

There’s no use to linger

You lived too long in a lie.

So, now you’ll smile forever,

No more faking or masks,

Because knife knows better

Your purpose, your tasks.

The smile will show them,

How truly happy you’re,

The knife will show them,

How deeply pure your intentions are.

Because you can’t share their sickness,

They twisted and shattered your mind too far,

Leaving you not sane, faceless,

To wash yourself pure in their blood.

© Laura Dambite, 2014.

Well, wanted to write something about how bad could be if society forces people to wear smiles, masks. Somehow it turned not the way I wanted, but… well it’s late October and Halloween is tomorrow… so it inspires me in some strange, creepy way…  The poem reminds me something about Jeff the killer from Creepypasta… I’m not an expert on that… but what brings me my Muse, I’m accepting gladly...