This path we all walk alone through our minds
Has the most comforting of hiding spots
Like the trees in nature all around us
We grow our thoughts
We branch out and reach for the horizon
We build up walls
To provide the shade and oxygen we need
To breathe
To have the silence we can only find within ourselves
To continue on this journey with a clear mind
We create ideas within this path
We travel on and bring as much beauty to the world as we can
And yet,
Sometimes the only comfortable solace we have
Is alone,
Just walking down this path

Oh, does thou ****** hatred thru her candor truly shrill?
Know just how much a dread you were & are to me still.

Flee from me as far & gone as our needs must be -
To the distant stars & beyond; this, my plea to thee.
Keep from me worn & wan; My Grief, My Misery!

Life, was ******, & yet you still wish to make it so.
I bet you planned & set each manic scripted episode.
But, I'll be the man & get all I left back again tenfold.

These days it feels like I've traversed
A whole entire universe
Yet two decades with one year shy
I'm slowing down at Twenty Five.

Short of breath, I close my eyes
Yet keep the inner open wide
Upon a place that won't exist
Unless I choose to reminisce

Sleeping bleeds the staunched off wound
Once bound and kept from swollen eyes
And in the welling, gaping maw
I see the truth swept in the tide.

The sleeping gaze, turned inward then
Sees faces I won't see again
The lover I once washed away
Sweeps shore-ward, where he'll always stay

Within my skull, against my mind
Beneath the dreaming cobalt sky
The softest skin, the sweetest sin
Will always fill my dreams with him.

I've learned to let people go.
Because no one stays
and in the end everyone fades
you have to learn to let go.
And accept.
So I let them drift
out of my life
and I try not to scream
because I've built concrete walls
around myself
but I'm still wounded
from the times they damaged
my memories and threw them
into abyss of bitter agony.
But I'm an hourglass
with no sand and
my time is standing still
and I can't breathe
because my lungs
don't carry wind anymore.
And I've wasted too many pages,
too many words,
too many metaphors
to explain this emotion
It's so palpable that I feel it  
throbbing in my severed veins.
But I can't I can't I can't
fill this hollow inside me
and I've learned to breathe
with drowning lungs.
I've learned to be dead
with a beating heart.

This is the sunlight
Breaking clouds apart
And bursting in my eyes
Like ten million angels
Playing the most beautiful songs
In heaven and earth
Her body
I am no longer afraid of night
I see her in my dreams
And sense with everything
Even my hands
Even my heart
Her soul
And the flowers will bloom
Only when the time is right
When spring brightens the day
And melts the ice that covered the world
That covered my sight
And covered my hope
Her being
And could be
Winter is coming
But her love
I will still be warm
As all that I need
Her life
Is my life