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NDHK Apr 2013
There is nothing
I can do
but watch as I
Lose myself again.
I wish I was
As strong as
Rain.



*© NDHK
NDHK Apr 2013
A step
Is missing
In your staircase.
Now
You can't
Climb up
To look down
On me



*© NDHK
NDHK Apr 2013
I get these
Cravings
They're like save me
Daily
I'm sinking
Inside of my own mind
It's winding
Drowning
Like a tadpole in a sink hole
Discoveries
Blinded by need
I feed
Off the land of my past
Wasting it
With churning thoughts
Of what could of been
Should of been
Amazing
My life
With a plan that's
Only seen the skylight
Not the soil
It grew from.



*© NDHK
NDHK Apr 2013
Maybe someday in a different life,
With a different smile
You would love me.

It's not much now,
My spirit...
But maybe you could just brighten it up
A little more.
At least let it see that it has a time and
A place.  
Where it can be.

That could be our rhythm for now.
Just until I'm me,
Really... me.
Until I know who that is indefinitely.
I would really like that.
It's comforting to think about you,
Maybe
One day thinking of me too.

If only huh?

I'm not good now, soon though.
I will be.
Good enough for me.
You might see.

Tag along and see how much
In love we could be.
I adore you for existing.
I just have to say it.
Maybe you will too, for more or less.
That would be nice.

You're out there.
I'm here.
Maybe somewhere,
Someday
Ending up with one another.
Together.

Maybe, that could be us.


*© NDHK
NDHK Apr 2013
If my dignity
had a scent,
it would burn of...
sandalwood and honey.
Along with it
my kite line
integrity.
It would swirl
around my porous
relations.
Serving as a lead rope
to the
inner contempt
I banter with
on a
daily basis.


*© NDHK
NDHK Apr 2013
Lets
lay it all out here
shall we?

Because
I just have this
inexplicable urge
to unfold myself
for you.

I want to
ask you all kinds of
odd and intrusive
questions.  

I want to
climb inside and
pick apart  
everything
that makes you tick.

But,
at the same time
I anticipate
being surprised
by the things
I couldn't know
about you
yet.

I want to wind up
this thread
between us
and see why it's there
and how I can
keep it.

You make my
mind whirl
and my heart beat
so slowly,

Like it's waiting for you
to catch up.

Does this sound insane to you?

Because
I'm the one thinking
these things
and feeling...
Always feeling
when you are
around me.

I see you
guarded
and maybe yearning?

If I had
a white flag
to wave for you
I would.

Though
my insecurity of
being overwhelming and
intense,
keeps us both from
taking those
first steps
toward each other.



*© NDHK
NDHK Feb 2013
If guarded thoughts
can be whispered
into air as mist...
Would it feel like cleansing  
to the ones those words
fall upon?



*© NDHK
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