My heart is a bruised fruit
Half rotted
that I have preserved So well
that to the touch
It feels like glass
Strong glass that won't shatter
If you were to squeeze it
Or throw it against a wall
But none of that matters at all
Because it's made of matter
That matters
that's all that matters
After all
I have made my heart harder
Because it's only half of a whole
And there's a hole in the center
That renders it hollow
I know it's hard to swallow but it's true
My heart is softer in the middle
So it's frail and brittle
But I hardened it to give it to you
I made it harder so it couldn't break
But it's still soft
I thought I was smarter
And I could never be a martyr
But at the end of the day my heart
Breaks in two
And all it takes is you

A long walk
Can soothe the mind
I bring the music
Leaving my worries behind
In my path
My footsteps lead
Away from the things
That I don't need

I can love the man who holds my hand
I can give him a life that folds into his plan
I can be the peace he needs
I can still love him when his hairline recedes
I can express great emotion when he succeeds
I can express devotion when he feels that he failed
I can help him to find a new solution if his expectations become derailed
I can be his ease like a gentle summer day
I can be his release when life isn't going his way
I can love him when he is sullen
I can give him hope when his dreams are stolen
I can love the man who loves me unconditionally
I can love the man who sees me as I am
And says she is the one without giving a ****

There's a beast in my breast
A creature in my chest
I say a prayer to soothe her to sleep
But the monster never rests
Her goal to keep me awake
With every regret and every mistake
Most hearts have ventricles
Mine has tentacles and claws
Scraping and scratching at all of my flaws
The cause is insurmountable
accountable for malace
A chalice of pain
In a world of suffering
It always will reign
But theres an angel in my head
She challenges the beast instead
Of letting me fight this battle
That rattles my ribcage
She is reserved and refrains
From the eternal rage
She helps me decide
That there's no need to hide
She takes my side
And whispers lullabies
That help me take it instride
No matter how I've tried
To calm their qualm
They quarrel incessantly
But this upheaval
Of good and evil
Is my destiny

Stars do grow weary and old
          their own years they have forgotten
          too long in suspension in the ethereal cold
          tedium and angst in their hearts have begotten.

         Tonight under the dim sky hours I've stolen
         my past suddenly resurrects and my life's story is retold
         my youthful dreams she had once faithlessly broken
         to emptiness and melancholy only my tears now alone I hold

A poem
should be
like a photo
of beauty

a portrait
of myriad wonders
light and shade
of charming colours

a voice
from the heart
to abide in memory
never to part

a song
that shall ring
through endless time
loved by every being.

He lost track of time
A five year gap
lapsed
in his time line
Now here I am
losing mine
His penance
my sacrifice
His redemption
My demise
Reparations
Of desperation
No reconciliation
For hours
Days weeks
Months and years stolen
I am sullen
A broken clock
For a broken heart
I am left with the pieces
And the broken parts
Of the start to something new
A promise of better days
Where skies are blue
But all I would like
Are more than just
Pieces of you