Thursday, February 19, 2004

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

Wednesday, February 18, 2004

Husks of the Forgotten

I let you in,
gave you part of me,
told you things that
no one else knows.
My secrets,
my fears,
you turned them
on me.
You used my blindness
to your own gain,
brought me to my
knees and pierced
my heart.
All along letting
me believe that
I was the one,
the only.
It's an interesting
game, and you played
it perfectly.
Checkmate,
looks like I lost,
every single barrier
I built, against this
master plan, has been
overcome and destroyed.
So as I leave the table,
broken and bloodied,
I say goodbye
and farewell.
I would look over
my shoulder
but that eye has
been gouged out
never to see again.
The beauty is gone,
the alacrity has been
annihilated.
All that's left is the
shivering husk
of the love I once
held,
felt,
and cherished.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved

Sunday, January 25, 2004

Let Yourself...Go

The memory has held
too long,
it's raping 
my sanity,
like a tapeworm
it eats at me
day in,
day out.

Let go,
fade away,
drift into
nothing.

a weight lifted
from shoulders
slumped
through labored
living,
head bowed
but a smile
crosses lips
cracked and dry.

Let go,
fade away,
drift into
something.

I'm new now,
refreshed like
a pre-paid
phone card,
left to find
my destiny
in the long distance
ruffle of this
region.

Let go,
fade away,
drift into
the crossing.

no weights,
no bonds,
nothing to
regret.

Just life,
so Let Go.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved

Sunday, January 18, 2004

You Broke Me (edited)

You broke me.

last night,
you shattered
everything
about me.
All with your
stare you know.

Those perfect green
orbs of hatred and envy
burn through my
inner core.

The way those lashes
flutter and flash
blazing contempt,
sending electric
jolts up my spine.

When that sight
beyond sight
is torn from my
soul, it takes
a piece with it.

You withered my being,
shattered my soul,
tore out my heart,

You just broke me.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved

Saturday, January 17, 2004

We Are the Free

As the ripples fade
in the twilight hours,
And the soldiers salute
with perfect rhythm,
Fireworks blaze
into darkened skies.

Tears of mothers
drip and dry
on hard baked asphalt,
it's a hard day
for the free,
when symbols crumble
and fall.

Rebuilt strong-holds
of family and freedom
expand and enlighten,
we are one,
and we have won,
with hearts and minds,
not guns and bombs,

We are the free.

© Justin Frieberg, All rights reserved