Dearest Ego,
My oldest and only friend.
Please take your leave from me,
I don't need you in my life ever again.

You, me, never gave up on we.
You welcomed me into your world, I welcomed you into mine,
And we were tossed out just as quickly.
I ache. You ache. We ache.
We both deserve love, honesty, and care.
Why didn't you help me understand you?
Why didn't I help you understand me?
I wish us peace.. for you are worthy of me, my love, my care, and my honesty..like I am worthy of you, your love, your care, and your honesty. Yet here we are.. writing to you, writing to me, full of love. Writing to you, writing to me, full of honesty.    
Writing to you, writing to me,    
full of care...
You, me, never gave up on we.

Please release your humble fear.
The road ahead is windy, yet clear.
The pedestal I built for you is high, indeed... To protect my love from all evil creed.
I have dug a moat around it too,
To drown the sorrows that still haunt you.
Take another look and you will see, the pedestal was intended for only me.

Here to expand my simple state of mind.
My soul senses her a sacred gift,
sent from the Divine.
She sees something in me,
the obvious traits I fail to see.
In my world full of darkness,
her name rings true.
A spark of hope in Love's One true.
Oh, how I love to be a humbled,
optimistic fool.

My confusion for love has been my recent obsession.
Yet, I hold on to this "love" as life's accomplished possession.
The love I seek is created from within,
The type of love
another must try to win.

She sat down beside me,
An overwhelming feeling of anxiety coinciding...
Chatting about this and that,
While something deeper was being held back.
Why does she hold her hands out so?
What is this secret she desperately wants someone to know?
My eyes finally see what
She was hiding from me.
An image that managed to embed itself in my mind, perhaps my entire lifetime.
An awakening from my illusional world,
Into the reality of a young, wounded, girl.
Fresh scars from shaving blades,
Across her tiny, frigid, living veins...
Whom the **** am I to blame?!
Yet, I'm the one feeling shamed,
For leaving her alone to endure life's unbearable, pain.
Oh Lord, **** NO!!
This innocent Being should not have to suffer so!!
I take her hand in mine, and say "everything will be just fine; take it one day at a time."
Yet, she knows I am lying,
And we just sat there together,
Dying.
There is viture for those whom choose to live,
One must obtain their wisdom and learn how to forgive.

Roses may be red.
Irises, somewhat blue.
Her smile is my favorite;
Quite a luminous view.
A golden heart is rare, indeed!
Where true beauty bare, without heed.
Simply divine; to witness a miracle in how her eyes continue to shine,
Despite life's painful past time.
Plenty of Fish in this ravenous sea,
Only few fathom the depths of Kismet's decree.

Shall I accept my conflicted dare?

To ignite a fire, of which, both we share.
Oh, Earth Angel, how I wish it could be,
Yet, Father Time is against me, three!
I wish you well in all your endeavors;
I have placed you in my heart, my darling,
as a priceless piece of treasure.
If someone should break your precious heart again, I will **** their *** up and still be here till time's end.

Broken beauty,
What hast thou done to thee, me?
My Darling has disappeared,
Is hidden,
Engrossed with fear.
Look at the state you've put me in...
Holding us back,
Afraid to win,
Where do we even begin?
Yet, it's not about me...
It's about we,
And how you forget to love thee, me!!
Oh my dear, sweet Heart,
How you suffer still...
Against your own free, egotistical, will;
Explain to me Darling,
Is this why we feel ill?
Mine own enemy,
Why cannot ye, love thee, me!!
Although time may be constant and pure,
You will find your way back to me again,
My Darling,
From now,
Until forevermore!!