Will I ever truly love?
Or shall the feelings forever remain unfelt.
Will I ever find the ability to convey?
Or shall the flutter of my heart.
Continue to throttle the only difference
between the norm and the not.
Will I ever belong?
Or shall the loss persist to be lost.
As each and every mistake
fades into the distance
with an open embrace.

Oh these feelings
and those flutters
woe the loss.
Will I ever - truly love?

I finally found the answers
To the questions I thought were unknown
I shall forever remain a lone wolf
This boat of mine will never reach shore

Lost in between
Memoirs of the past
Immense apprehension into the unseen

Oh picture perfect in my head
No change shall come
With words left unsaid

As the sun sets,
It gently caresses her face
And her freckles,
Mimic stars
With plenty of zodiacs to trace
All the while,
Her eyes entwine into galaxies
Infinite stories in place

And all I want to do
Is just stare in awe
Wonderstruck,
Sensing each and every heart beat race

Trouble
Uncovering honest words to write
Buried
Deep down inside
Far from reach far from sight

I gaze
Without notice
An anxious rush kicks in
Heart beats rapidly
Do I mind?
No
I feel alive
Her presence
An essence of the seven heavens

Through the glass
Reminiscing
Things I've lost
Longing
Moments that have passed
Contemplating
How it did not last
Surely
Dwelling in the past
An honest look
Through the glass

She's there
She's always been there
Even when she’s not
She's there
At moments
She gets lost
Never too long
Until she's found
At times
She's an accident
Then the airbag that saves your life
A mistake
A lesson learned
Sometimes
She's a wake-up call
A definite reminder when the night falls
She's that notification waiting to ring!
She's there when sadness kicks in
She's there yearning to share happiness within
She's all that was and whatever will be
She's the past
She’s the future
Without darkness
There can be no light
And she is the light
She’s full of light
She's there…

Mornings rise
Enemies behind a face of disguise
Awakening calls
Standing still
Tick
Tock
Struck
Unfortunate downfalls
Alterations. . . None
The light dims
Mornings rise

Inside's a secret
Nobody knows
It cuts
It stabs
No scars to be shown

Once was a time
when the only escape
was holding onto
some concrete sedate
It gave some perception
The psyche turned to hate
So long as it helped pain alleviate

Till came the time
of ultimate surrender
A battle lost
to a deranged contender
When avoidance and denial
gave way to reality and peace
A newfangled manner
less passive aggressive defeats

From captivity to resurrection
In a river brimming
with aspirations and mutual beliefs

Still it cuts
Still it stabs
Still no scars to be shown
Inside's a secret no one will truly know...