I have found peaceful sleep on concrete floors
Where my desires have been needs
And had restless nights on feather soft beds
Where dreams of wants have piled with greed
They ask how people become mad
And I tell them
Look, like this
By doing business with dreams

It transcends me
it goes right through me
it is linked
I accept it
I will walk with this

Tease me, tempt me, tickle me too,
Kiss me, cuddle me, cradle on cue,
Love me, lavish me, leave me in lieu,
Forget me, fickle me, a frivolous few.

Alone I stand, in a field full of solace,
Life brings the wind to cascade down  my branches
To cast away the leaves I have nourished
Bring me light so I may flourish
The sun to warm my inner spirit
My roots reach to the inner core,
I stand solid,
So bring the rain, the snow, the sun
For I am that tree that stands Alone.............

Today
Was a lot like yesterday.
It rained, I sat
in a room alone
thinking of you
and what almost was
and now is not.

Tomorrow
I will sit in a room alone
thinking of you.
It could have been – but isn’t.
It might have been – but wasn’t.

Someday
I will get up
and leave this room
where I sit alone
and think of you.
I will forget Almost and Maybe.
But not today.

Step right up and hit the girl!
She belongs to you anyways.
Girl for sale! Girl for sale!
Too bad she's worth dirt.
Extra, extra, read all about it!
Auction today, all the girls you could ever want!
It doesn't matter how they feel.
You're in control.
A new toy comes along, replacing me.
Don't worry. I'll wait in the trash for you to get bored.

let me lay a kiss upon your temple

count your freckles, soft skin so simple

Piercing eyes
             Black hair gleaming like silk
      Complexion shining like mothers milk
                        No Barbie doll
              Style and grace flows over  
          In your mind you see none of this
             Some things need to be told
     My wish for you to see me not as bold
             See me as a bearer of truth
           A truth that needs to be told
               If for a fleeting moment
              I can claim your attention 
               Happy me for this time
                If told go on your way
          Fleeting moment memory is here to stay

intention can be hard to mine
hide so deep out of sight
you can seem to just float along.

You lift me up,
So you can pull me down,
You sew my crack,
To tear me apart.

I trust you enough,
And disclose my secrets,
But you use it to discredit,
And wound me to shame.

I tell you all my broken dreams,
But you used it as an insult,
For me to lose confidence,
To feel unworthy and useless.

I told you of my grim past,
But you use it as an edge,
To mudsling and bring me,
Such pain & emotional turmoil.

I thought you are my better half,
But your harshness caused me distress,
Your lies bring coldness to my soul,
You never love me, not even once.

it's the ache in my chest
and the tingle in my palms
the ***** of tears at the corner of my eyes
that makes me think
makes me wonder
what it is to truly feel
what love is like
as young as i am
and as innocent as i seem
amidst the world
desensitised
and numb
i don't understand
and maybe that's okay for now
because from my own experience
from what my own fingertips feel
from what my eyes have touched
and from what my ears have solemnly listened
it is a kind of pain
we often yearn for.

Grey of days
Nights of told
Spin of wheels
Clouds of cold

Black of days
Rise to know
Awake of cover
Hands bellow

Red of days
Warmth of freeze
Doves to call
Begin the breeze

Green of days
Depth of roots
Flow what tears
Arrow that shoots

i love you,
and to prove it,
i need to end myself?
it's not  that I'm scared,
but i would die,
not knowing,
if you smiled,
when you knew,
i loved you more than myself

but soft, what light: thru yonder window breaks
tis' the east but Juliet just puked off of the balcony
wow...im sure that we could do this forever
or until she drinks the poison
cuz she sees some cloudy weather
as rosaline lies in bed
seething, wide awake
because his burning love for juliet only took a day.

O bitter tears!
wetting my face, stinging my eyes
The weight of life draws you out
All could go wrong, you would be lost
Weeping bitterly is painful healing
I am glad to heal, glad to hurt
O blessed healing!

The stars don’t feel
They just exist
without regard for you
or your perception of them
They are raw energy
explosive chaos
bound only to the cold grip of
Time
Free of their shackles
they unleash hell
ancient flames
devouring worlds
that you will never know
or care
existed

Beyond your sight
the apocalypse means
nothing
From a distance
the universe is pretty
And our little star
shines on
a beacon of safety
warm and comfortable
until one day
it isn’t

Ikke svart
Men
Den fargen
Bare før det

And so that was your final chess move
My mind and soul both could not approve

Her beauty is a visage of my dreams
The reverie of heart as it explores
She gleams in mind like snowflakes in the sun
And floats in soul as fog on moonlit streams

Her touch is like a wisp of summer rain
And in her arms, I’m held amongst the stars
Yet as the empty weight of night descends
It falls through me and thoughts begin to drain

For she is more than hope could ever be
I feel her shout she loves me with her all
But questions start to rage inside my mind
And in my heart, I drop to bended knee

For I am flawed, without her I am less
And she deserves to sparkle in the sky
I bow my head and lips begin to weep
Unworthy to be blessed by her caress

The knife of knowing hollows out my chest
And fills it with the ache of constrained love
That chokes and drowns my breath before I speak
And silences the shout of want’s behest

My heart beats tears to keep them from my eyes
But they betray the secret of my soul
And if she peers into my depth, she’ll see
That with her is where all desire lies

Watercolor rolls on my canvas
as a sprinkle of tears on my cheeks
cool colors of blue, green, purple, jet black
mimic my sober mood
I scrawl repeatedly
until I strike my resolve

Trees obscure the atmosphere
lakes succumb to burnt umber
vacuous canvas swallows my spine
hues of paint befit my spirit

Gratification commands accomplishment
my cheeks prove to be dry
so too the consummate work of art

I trust that my next attempt
reflects a warm-hued mood
as the break of dawn awakens
strokes of red, orange yellow
splash on my canvas
in a flight of frenzy
my hand on the run
as my world unlocks
clarity prevails

A crescendo of voices in my head
I try to etch them down on my slate
Ended up drawing portrait
A young old man caught in a bait
Stuck in his own prison
Forgetting days, forgetting dates
Making wrong choices in life
Blaming the stars, blaming the fates

Secret movement
& murmurs;
I see you
in everything
Light and dark
combine
to make your face

Shadows and bird song
evoke summer days
When we walked
talked
& explored;
bonded by our blood
kindred in our kind
sharing nature,
time and contentment

Kings of all;
pathfinders,
brothers,
scarce valuing
sublime
extraordinary days

it’s been so long
3 years maybe
since i’ve loved you

your name is
forbidden in
my mouth
or in my heart
because when
i think about
you;

i'll cry a little more,
hurt a little stronger
love a little softer
because you no longer
make me feel sober

i'm drunk on the
memory of you