I Stand

I stand on the horizon
  Of the night and the day
  Wondering how things
  Have come to be this way
I stand on the horizon
  Of the future and the past
  Wondering how long
  The heartache will last
I stand on the horizon
  Of a tomorrow and today
  Wondering again how things
  Have come to be this way
I stand on the horizon
  Of the love and the alone
  And realize this is all
  I have ever known
Tonbo とんぼ
©XenaMarieDuvall(MarieDuvall)

I am Heavy

I am heavy.
I am bound to the earth.
My soul cannot fly.
It longs for second birth,
Or it will surely die.
I am heavy.
I cannot see what holds me here.
My heart is crushed beneath its own weight.
My body and  soul need freedom,
Before it is too late.
I am heavy.
I am trying to reach for the sky,
That is my home,
Among the stars and beyond the roam of time,
Where it is not a burden to be alone.
I am heavy.
Bagpipes sing my death
In a language I no longer understand.
I think perhaps at times
The only way my heart and soul can be free,
Is to take Death by the hand and just be...
I am heavy
yet my soul cries to breathe...
Please release me...
I am heavy..
©Tonbo (XenaMarieDuvall)2014

Super nova

Behind her eyes..
She carries more mistakes then there are stars...
A lifetime of constellations...
A human super nova..
©Marie Duvall (XenaMarieDuvall)

Thoughts

Some thoughts get so loud that you cry out for them to leave...
Scattering them like startled birds
out of their trees...
only to  land again where they were...
And after a while..
You just have to let them sing...
© Marie Duvall (XenaMarieDuvall)

Tattered soul

I am bleeding out onto your hands
but you wont stop the flow
you watch as each drop drips from my torn
and tattered soul
A single tear
 rolls down my cheek
 Unseen thoughts
 I dare not speak

© Tonbo 2012(XenaMarieDuvall)

To fly..

When I lift my face
To the sky
I feel the breeze
I want to fly.
To raise the sails
of feather and bone
The greatest freedom
Ever known.
The wings that I
Do not possess
Would take me away
And nothing less.
I dream of soaring
Through the sky
Borne by the wind
A breath, a sigh.
Oh, the freedom and power
That it would bring
If I could fly
If I had wings.
© Tonbo(XenaMarieDuvall)

Dr Jekyll Mr Hyde

Dr Jekyll Mr Hyde

Tho I have told him to his face..
He denies this time and place..
 I compare him to Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde.
  He doesn't even seem to recognize
 when he becomes Mr. Hyde he is quite mean ..
 he slips silently into another realm of being;
 wordlessly, unexpectedly,  he becomes a monster
His anger he does foster
 but that is only in the dark of our home,
where Mr Hyde feels safe to roam
it is then he feels free to unleash
the beast of hate that makes us flee
His hate knows no bounds
As He continues to put me down
Everything I have ever done right or wrong
becomes a resounding gong
I am Ripped to shreds
I  no longer fear death
My chest heaves for a breath
as my soul curls up in the dark depths
He can not stop his actions or words
His mind is so disturbed
The hours crawl by
as his tyrant of hate is multiplied
Then dawn creeps in
and He sleeps like he has no sins
I sneak away
I must start my day
He slightly stirs
and i freeze like a caged bird
I sigh
Oh, but in the day, in the public eye,
 you are so smart ,sweet and thoughtful
my very  own Dr. Jekyll. 
Smart and sophisticated,
You don't remember any of the pain you created
 all the hurtful things you said
 I can't breathe you're choking me
And so I paint on my smile
pause for a while
Take a breath and let it  out
open the door
to the world
as if i have no care
yet my soul stays on guard ..aware
then it occurs to me
the question of my own  sanity
and who is really Dr Jekyll
 Mr Hyde
 ©Tonbo (MarieDuvall) Jan 18 2013