Won't you come here love?
I want your lips pressed against mine;
I want you to be the
first sweet thing I taste.
The dose of caffeine
I desperately need upon the rising sun,
the jolt to get me through my day.
The one thing that proves to me;
I don't really need coffee.
-JRM

When silence
falls around
the house
is when my
monsters
come out
to play;
their claws
draw
and teeth
ready,
waiting
for the
moment
when my
back is turned
and my eyes
grow heavy.
-JRM

I can hear
my thoughts
bouncing around
my mind,
ricocheting
off of my
moments,
and critiquing
my actions.
I have never
understood
how I am so
******* myself
when the world
doesn't even seem
to notice
my biggest
mistakes.
-JRM

If they
could hear
the voices
inside of my
head
I'm sure
I'd be locked
away
quicker than
you could ever
imagine.
No one
understands
my little
quirks,
they don't
find my
ideas
amusing,
they'd rather
shove a pill
down my
throat,
and call me
normal.
-JRM

Talk to my
demons
(learn
how to)
****** my
angels.
-JRM

I know it isn't possible,
yet I still find myself
watching shadows
with extra care,
daring them to twitch,
all but convinced that
something unexplainable
and unimaginable
will happen before my eyes.
Maybe I've gone mad,
and need some magic pills
or maybe I just question
reality a bit more
and dare it to prove
the whole world wrong.
-JRM

Have you ever
stopped to listen
to the things
the clouds
are saying
as the rain
pours down
on this earth?
Maybe they had
a bad day,
and only need
a listening
ear.
-JRM