Clinging tight
Can't let go
Please release me
From this indignified tripe
I can't seem to let slip
My grip
On this barrage of desire
I need a lover
But disdain love
So I need release
I need peace
Of mind
If you would be so kind
And stop being
The apple of my eye
Please let me unwind
This tangled mess
of my mind
I could let you go
And find some other girl
But god forbid she be a ***
So please could you bestow
The honor of being your beau
And just forgo
The pleasantries
Please just Set my heart aglow
Feb 15, 2013
Feb 15, 2013 at 6:04 AM UTC
I want you
All the little things
That make you perfect
All the things that don't
Every morning
I want to see
That heartwarming smile
Every day
I want to hear
Your cute little giggle
Every night
I want to feel
Your smooth curves
I want you
And your daddy issues
I want your fears
Of the dark
Of spiders
Of abandonment
I want your
Big heart
I want your
Naive humor
I want your
Good nature
I want you
And all the little things
That make you perfect
All the little things
That make you imperfect
I want the beauty
And the beast
All the flaws
All the mood swings
I won't withdraw
No one night flings
Feb 8, 2013
Feb 8, 2013 at 6:29 AM UTC
I feel the familiar weight
Of a familiar depression
Before, My response
Was violence
To myself
And with a knife
I carved the peace
And tranquility
Out of my veins
The answers to my misery
Flowed crimson
Down my arms
But the blood runs dry
And the knife
Is dull
So now what will I do?
Jan 17, 2013
Jan 17, 2013 at 5:39 AM UTC
Life bears down
Grabs you by the horns
Takes you head on
It never surrenders
And never relents
All life ever does
Is push you
And so builds
The pressure
Powerful
Insurmountable
You seek only release
But wait
Aren't you master
Of these affairs?
Didn't you drive
These needs out?
After all
Your release is obvious
Aren't there tally marks
Of the flesh
To mark
Every time you gave in
Until finally the desire
Nay even need
Becomes unbearable
Crimson shall be yours
For the low low price
Of weakness
And so finally
At the end of the week
Your tally
Comes out high again
Jan 7, 2013
Jan 7, 2013 at 7:27 AM UTC
Cage these feelings
Round them up
Chain them down
Don't let them escape
Hear them cry out
My desires
Are my own
Although I turn
A blind eye
To the misdeeds
Of my heart
I know better
Than to let the feelings out
To express my feelings
Would jeopardize
All we've got
Such great bonds
So strong now
But can they withstand
The fire of desire
Dec 31, 2012
Dec 31, 2012 at 8:23 AM UTC
These thoughts
Inside my head
What are they?
Here with me
Laying in bed
They go to places
I feel I shouldn't follow
Confusing and dark
Such betrayals
I should not allow
My brain knows
Where the line is drawn
It's off limits
But boundaries
My heart has forgone
Without regard
My heart ponders
Just a friend?
Oh here she comes!
My heart flutters
And my thoughts wander
Dec 15, 2012
Dec 15, 2012 at 5:20 AM UTC
On the sweet wind
Of a lovely spring day
The kite dances on the wind
Up it flies
Like my spirit
In the wind
The kite silhouettes
Against the sun
The light glistening
Off the thin plastic
Of his flimsy wings
But together
The kites
Dance and dance
In the spring day sun
Shining down
So comforting
With my fiends
You can't tell
Which is cozier
The sun...
Or their love
Dec 13, 2012
Dec 13, 2012 at 7:34 AM UTC
Porcelain moonlight
Through these winter clouds
Silver light shining
Through wispy doubts
The moon casting
Tones of sobriety
Clearing my head
Of intoxicating
Melancholy attitude
Here I am
In the silver light
Casting a silhouette
Over the carefree purity
With doubts and anxiety
And so I bathe
In this silver
Shower of light
Pure and undefiled
Dec 10, 2012
Dec 10, 2012 at 3:47 PM UTC
Once proud
Sullen trees
How sadly hang
Their sullen leaves
Long lived
This mighty oak
But soon it is
To finally croak
Memories sweet
Memories stale
If only it could
Share it's tale
Hark! How it would sing
And how it should weep
A life well lived
His wisdom deep
Lonely now
But not before
Companions plenty
Alas, no more
One by one
Birds took flight
All flying south
To warmer light
And so left
The cheery children
But so remained
The loyal Falcon
For him
Life was dear
And for this tree
He did care
Oaken memories
Days of joy
His best friend
Was but a boy
This boy was young
He couldn't pretend
Doomed he was
To outlive his friend
All he wanted
Until the End
Was to be there
Through thick and thin
His last winter
Has arrived
Death of a tree
It made us cry
On this night
The sun set right
The spirits ready
To perform the rite
Deep chanting
Whispering wind
The tree was ready
No sin left to rescind
Shining brightly
The silver moon
And with the tree
It did commune
Softly singing
In charming harmony
Playing proudly
His past so truthfully
Colors faded
Leaves fallen
The trees final day
Has come and gone
Dec 9, 2012
Dec 9, 2012 at 7:43 AM UTC
3 things
a man creates
happiness
a profit
beauty
every day
we choose
to create
every day
we sacrifice one
for another
profit for happiness
happiness for beauty
beauty for profit
it is a strange
and difficult task
to balance
the three
but to be a man
demands balance
to sacrifice balance
to sloth and greed
is the greatest crime
a man can commit
upon himself
so every day
we choose
Dec 30, 2011
Dec 30, 2011 at 5:09 AM UTC