So here we are at last
Ultimatum set in place
Whether or not I should reflect on the past
Fates worst blow struck my chest
As my mind seeks to erase
Us by your request
My body is numb
I cant feel a thing
I’m in a different spectrum
My eyes struck with confusion
At how you’re a human being
But its all fiction
You cant even see
The bloody tear
That runs down me
As it stains my cheek
The scar I fear
The mark that lets me know I’m weak
I’m stuck in my shadow now
Left with only a false reality
Word that’s stuck on my lips is “how”
Thoughtless I roam
No source of sensitivity
Unattached I return home
No one can find me
I’m right in front of them
The bloody tear instilled with what I was
The memories locked in the plasma
Hits the floor and I’m no longer
So it is
Soul lost in a void so haunting
Because its left with only wanting
Of all that once was and what cold have been
Last I speak my peace
Wished that you wouldn’t be the one have me fall
And be the end of it all
Christopher Mendoza
Where We Are
Akhir Penantian
Ada masa ketika aku melihatmu
tertatih mengitari sunyi
menjumputi asa
sisa-sisa peziarah yang lapar
dan menggadaikan mimpinya
rindu aku melihatmu lagi
meski berkerudungkan debu yang menguratkan
panjang perjalanan yang kau ukir di atas pasir
sebentar lenyap terkais-kais angin
hari ini,
diseberang jalan yang kukira akan kau lalui
menunggu aku bersua denganmu
tetapi badai yang datang
tak menyisakan sedikitpun bayang-bayangmu
Into Every Life
She looks into air, herself falling rain
Dripping coldness past, memories old pain.
Drops fall, the puddling her damp water-life.
Spiraling a mirror, self-lonely strife.
A sigh, one frown, crying soft saddened tears.
Storms of remember - through bleak yesteryear.
Clouds a-whorl, dark sky sheltering fair heart.
But how can she joy, while taking no part?
Cov'ring cold soul, corona of defense.
Defying the stab of her fate's intents.
This is madness, she thinks in plaintive cry.
I'm here, on the cusp, of lay down and die.
What my destiny, but an empty-off dream?
A plaything with which gods and angels scheme.
Am I doomed then to live, time never-free?
Subsumed wholly 'neath life's scattered debris?
Is justice, outside this torrential doubt?
Perhaps more than sorrow, painful fall-out?
Is love, perhaps, just a sliver of sun?
Shining through mists, revealing Avalon?
Personal paradise, which I can own,
Evoking happiness, hither unknown?
She raises from streets of lonely no more.
Light slicing through darkness, hopes washed ashore.
Her withered gait now straightening with pride.
She glides like an angel 'cross future's tide.
Belief in life renewed, no, only found.
Footsteps echoing, a cadence of sound.
Caressing the ground, sing the beat of her heart.
Into the sun seeking love's brand new start.
Christopher
Rasaku Telah Mati
Terdiam aku dengan kesungguhan nadamu
bahwa aku bukan jalan hidupmu,..
Kau minta ku tetap di sini,.. dan ku masih di sini
setia menjadi diari hidupmu,..
Ku gembira di bahagiamu,..
Ku menangis di sedihmu,..
Aku berharap masih punya simpati untukku,..
Berharap masih punya kesempatan untuk bahagia,..
Lama-lama aku jadi tau,..
Semakin ku inginkanmu,..
semakin ku harus melupakanmu..
Tak mungkin ku menunggu sampai kau mau...
karna yang ku tahu kau tak mau...
Maaf, ku tak sanggup lagi menatapmu
dengan kebohongan mataku,..
Ku tak sanggup menyentuh hangat bahasamu
dengan senyum sakitku,..
Dan aku tak mungkin dapat bertahan,..
Kau pasti tinggalkan aku saat kau temukan bahagiamu,..
Pastilah kau tinggalkan aku untuk indah hidupmu,..
Mohon jangan kau kenang aku saat kau sedang setia,..
Mohon jangan kau abadikan kisah tanpa status ini,..
Aku tak ingin jadi bagian dalam sejarah hayatmu,..
Aku biarlah begini,.. tanpa cinta..
Aku tetaplah begini,.. tanpa cinta yang lain..
Cinta takkan lagi tumbuh dihatiku,..
Rasaku telah mati bersama cinta yang kalah....!
The Final Act
Screeching tires, shattering glass,
twisting metal, fiberglass.
The scene is set it all goes black,
The curtain raised the final act.
Sirens raging in the night,
sounds of horror, gasps of fright.
Intense pain, the smell of blood
tearing eyes begin to flood.
They pull out our bodies one by one,
What is going on, we were only having fun!
One of my friends is missing, what did I do?
Her scattered belongings everywhere,
in the road there lies her shoe.
A man is leaning over me and looking in my eyes,
"What were you thinking, son"?
"Did you really think that you could drive?"
He pulled up the sheet still looking in my eyes,
"If you'd only called your Mom or Dad, you'd still be alive!"
I started to scream, I started to yell;
But no one could hear me, no one could tell.
They put me in an ambulance; they took me away.
The doctor at the hospital exclaimed, "DOA!"
My father's in shock, my mother in tears,
she collapses in grief, overcome by the fear.
They take me to this house and place me in this box.
I keep asking what is happening,
But I cant make it stop.
Everyone is crying, my family is so sad.
I wish someone would answer me,
I'm starting to get mad.
My mother leans over me and kisses me good-bye,
My father pulling her away, she is screaming, "WHY"?
They lower my body into a dirt grave,
It feels so very cold, I yell to be saved.
Then I see an angel; I begin to cry.
Can you tell me what is happening?
she replies "YOU DIED."
I can't be dead; I'm still so young!
I want to do so many things - like sing, and dance, and run.
What about college or graduation day?
what about a wedding? Please - I want to stay.
The angel looked upon me, and with a saddened voice,
"It didn't have to end like this; you knew you had a choice."
"I'm sorry it's too late now; time I can't turn back."
"Your life is finished; that, my son, is a fact!"
Why did this happen? I didn't want to die!
The angel, she embraced me and with her words she sighed,
"Son, this is the consequence you paid to drink and drive.
I wish you made a better choice, If you did you would be alive.
It doesn't matter if you beg me, or plead on bended knee, There is
nothing I can do, you have to come with me."
Looking down at my family, I said my last good-bye.
"I'm sorry I disappointed you, Dad.
Mommy, please don't cry,
I didn't mean to hurt you, or cause you any pain.
I'm sorry all you're left with is a grave that bears my name.
I'm sorry all your dreams for me have all been ripped away;
the plans for my future all gathered in a grave.
It was such a stupid thing I did, I wish I could take it back;
But the curtain is being lowered.
SO ENDS THE FINAL ACT...
Lisa Teller
