I hate you,
Because I love you.
You’re drunk on life,
And it makes me uneasy.
You’re drunk on life,
And it makes me weary.

I hate you because of the things you say to me,
You tear me down,
You **** my dreams,
You make me a wall.
In which I turn off my emotions.

I love you because
you tell me wonderful things
You brighten my day
And you tell me of love.

And when it’s time
And we hit rock bottom,
It hurts even worse.
Your kind words soften me.
But your harsh words scar me.
Although, you of all people should know
The scars build up and you become tough and hallow

I hate you,
Because I love you.
You’re drunk on life
And I wish you to be sober.

A child
I walk down that path
Butterflies in may
Beautiful flowers
Fragrance of passion
Imagination runs along side me
I win that race
Crows in December
Circle me
Dread and grief
Dying vegetation
I forget why I’m here
I run only to trip
Forget me nots in July
I am you and you are me and we are we
Hold hands in bliss until the other lets go
Games are fun until you are the fool
Remember me and not my name
I tread in place and end up where I started

My faith
Misplaced and frequently lost
An ever fleeting yet bright being
I give it willingly but it gets broken by uncaring hands
Worldly trust and godly mistakes
I walk through broken glass to get to it
Only to find its lost again
A cycle of bad luck and poor choices
I tumble down stairs only to climb them again
My rewards seem like punishments
I kneel before you but my knees hurt
My body shakes
And I start the cycle again
My faith