I can buy you freedom

The breezes up here are strong and cool
this particular time of the year,
my hair is tossed back
in a fit of glorious
rebellion.

I've never seen a view
like this before,
maybe because it's my
last sight,
maybe because I 
finally see.

The world has been
rented by oppression
and run by thieves,
God knows
they stole my...
innocence.

I'm trying to make
this as easy as possible,
you know recording
myself on the way
d o w n.

You don't believe that,
but I'm saying that
you're hearing me
in complete control
of my actions.

My decision was easy,
just make it look
like an accident,
that's why I took that job
as a crane operator,
hoping one day
the step would be too slick
to keep a foothold.

Please stop crying,
I can feel your sadness
a l r e a d y,
I wasn't the best thing
for you anyway.
Now you won't have to
worry about rent,
or baby food,
or the ten million
other things
our money couldn't
b u y.

You don't have to worry
about who will look over
our daughter,
I'll be on her shoulder.
Do you really want to tell
her what happened to Daddy?
Just say that I'm her fairy
god-father, it's not untrue
not completely anyway.

everything is so small
up here in the clouds,
and it's time to get
reconnected,
I love you.

No goodbye cruel world,
no adios to the angry people,
just I love you,
because you know it's the
t r u t h.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved

Recognition

There is something inside
and it's clawing me
trying to escape,
I can feel the wounds
and they bleed
constantly.

You put this thing
in my mind,
in my heart,
and it kills me
one piece at a time,
each and every day.

I can't believe
when I opened the door
that you would barge
into me,
fill me with so many
foreign
and crazy
feelings.

And now
you're gone,
but those feelings
linger,
lightly at times,
heavily every other day,
and I just wish
I could excise,
erase,
perforate,
burn,
and kill,
everything you
ever were to
Me

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Sitting Here

I sit here
watching you sleep
the restful slumber
of a lover entangled
in dreams.

Smoothing your hair
away from your face,
Knowing that you will
be there when I wake up
sweating from nightmares

You know that I'll
never let your head
hit the bed
without my hand
behind it.

The touch of you
isn't hard to remember
but I like that touch
I know no other
as we dance around the world together

So as I sit here
watching you dream
I wonder, is what I see
what I get?
Or are you my everything?

This has some John Mayer "Your Body is Wonderland" and something from a Garth Brooks song which I don't know the title.

You Just Don't Know

You don't know
how one look
from you
can level me.

You don't know
how beautiful
your smile
is when it peeks
innocently
from behind
sweet lips.

You don't know
how your laugh
is like music
when I couldn't
think of smiling.

You don't know
how my world
cries raindrops
when you're sad
or how the sun
blazes when you're
happy.

You do know
I'll always be there
through any storm
and every sunlit walk
or moonlit
heart to heart.

But my love for you
the extent is something
You just don't know.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved

Frustrated Questions

I sit with idle eyes
staring at a blank ceiling,
wondering where the world went
as I listen to the patient
sound of silence.

The world I created
gone in a fatal moment
while I listen to the raindrops
fall around my withered body
recalling past days of wonder

A piano plays softly in the background,
haunting chords flow from the strings inside,
like the memories I've so long pondered.
secretly hoping that I will die
never letting the likes of you destroy me.

You destroyed me, you destroyed my mind,
And all you left me was this ticket to heaven
I don't have anything left.
What happened to everything I've ever known?
Where is my happy world where I am King?

I'll just lie here in the bed that I made,
Alone with questions left unanswered.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved