you turn me
into someone
I am not-
but-
the only time I am myself
is with you.

you are the sunshine:
with a small taste
I feel
radiant,
effortless,
full.
with too much,
I get burnt.

like a moth
to a light-bulb;
I seek you.
I will fry myself-
I will burn-
just to feel your warmth.

the hot sunshine
in the desert
forms
a mirage,
an oasis,
a luscious stream of water
to quench
my endless thirst.

when I am close enough
to reach it,
I realize there was
nothing.
all along-
my paradise-
nothing
but the hot,
dry sunshine
and my
never-fulfilled desire.

engulf my planet,
fatal fireball,
disguised as an
angel from afar;
I want my skin to melt
in your
blistering light,
like a candlestick.
I want to
melt into a puddle
of who I once was.

I don't know how to live without you.

They say as you age you grow wiser
Things become much more clearer to you
Well..i'm not sure
In fact with every passing year i seem to be getting more confused
Where am i going?
What do i want?
Who's with with me?
Still so many unanswered questions like the above
The more i'm trying to grasp life
The more it seems to be slipping out
However amidst all the chaos and confusion...
...two changes have occured in me of which i'm pretty proud...
1)I'm a much more calmer person now..i don't usually react to any sort of provocation or unfair criticism..in fact i generally do not get angry unless and until really pushed
2)I'm now good(or at least try to be)to the people i strongly detest..it's not like they are my friends...but i certainly don't treat them like enemies

Thank you all so very much, for speaking life into my poetry.
Thank you for caring so much for other people as well here.
Thank you for writing beautiful poems here on hellopoetry.
Especially the ones about your inner pains, my Friend thank.
For both kind of poems , God can use to heal others here.
For the ones that are honestly written from your experience.
Cam be use to show others that they are not alone here.
Thus revealing Hope to those that at the moment feel no Hope.
But there is truly Hope, he died for our sins two thousand years ago.