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Wuji Jul 2012
Middle of the night,
Beginning of a new day.
Better get to sleep,
I hate to feel this way.
In my head I hear morbid songs,
Something is missing,
I know something is wrong.


Walk into my dark room,
No need to turn on the lights,
The sun might rise soon.
I don't like to let people in,
But if you are in you stay.
This door is only one way,
Only when you leave you pay.

Late night early morning,
Can't help to want some company.
O well I guess,
The darkness will not leave me.
I am tired of this.
Wuji Jul 2012
All I need,
In this world,
Is peace of mind.
Peace for,
My piece of mind.
Don't really need,
Anyone at all.
Unless that someone,
Is oxygen,
Some food,
Water,
All of the above.
Who needs,
More pieces,
To the puzzle?
This one,
Looks fine,
Doesn't it?
It's a weird shape,
The shape,
Only one,
Could fit in with.
But who needs it!?
Not me.
I have my,
Perfection.
Anything imperfect,
I can now say,
Is perfect,
In it's own way.
That's why,
I am perfect.
Simply because,
I am no where close.
All I need,
In this world,
Is peace of mind.
Peace for,
My piece of mind.
Don't worry,
I'm fine.
"Meet any women Ryan?"
Wuji Jul 2012
I will keep looking,
For I am a lighthouse.

I will always see the good in everything,
For I am a lighthouse.

Confused I will search for answers,
For I am a lighthouse.

Help any ship along the sea,
For I am a lighthouse.

Wait in a single spot unmoving,
For I am a lighthouse.

Slowly decaying from the inside,
For I am a lighthouse.

Alone for all my days,
For I am a lighthouse.

Never will have any true partner,
Because no one builds two lighthouses next to each other.
What a job.
Wuji Jul 2012
The dark,
Is it empty?
Or is it full,
Of the unseen?
Flip the switch,
Scan the space.
Find anything,
That you don't like?
Please replace.
Clutter will mutter,
***** thoughts to your mind.
Till you finally snap,
And **** someone.
Then your trapped,
In dark again.
This time jail cell,
With your new friend.
Go ahead,
Take your corner,
Sit and think,
About her.
She's all you have,
Yet she's not even there.
Alone with darkness,
Without a care.
Never know though,
The dark is so thick,
Maybe she's with you,
Trying to sooth the sick.
Wrap your arms,
Around both your sides,
Pretend she's tight against you,
And try not to cry.
All encompassing darkness.
Wuji Jul 2012
Standing by myself before gates of open sky,
There she stands in front of me looking right into my eyes.
Open plains but I know the rain might just pour down,
So I stay hidden away under my umbrella.
Every answer is empty not caring what we do,
Whatever you want I promise I'll be content.
It's not a lie, no not all I just want to be your doll,
But I am locked in my emotion umbrella can't even feel the rain.
Never a chance of getting wet or misstep because I am protected from the pain.

Anything I want next time?
How about you get me out of this thing?
I don't need any promises any more,
Meet me at the door.
Because I can't walk in there with my emotion umbrella.
That touch will always tease me.
Wuji Jul 2012
138
They tell me things can mean more things,
And those things are a greater metaphor to things,
Which symbolically amount to things beyond my knowledge.

Take the number 138.
A number found in my scale.
Usually between an odd and an even,
Never greater then 140.

To me,
It means home.
My own space where I reside.
Where I have for quite sometime.

To others it means love,
In an odd puzzle way.
1 syllable each,
3 words,
8 letters total.
I love you.

69 poems ago,
Is another example.
A simple number,
Can mean so much more.
Like everything can have a greater meaning.

They tell me things can mean more things,
And those things are a greater metaphor to things,
Which symbolically amount to things beyond my knowledge.
69/.5
Wuji Jul 2012
Join me good friend,
Look into this pond.
Tell me what you see.

We can see different images,
If we both see through,
The haunting reflection.

I see you and I together,
Staring into a pond.
Not seeing the creatures below.

Do you see how we stand here,
Smiling without reason?
Our most inner thoughts fight one another.

I grab you quickly,
In some romantic gesture.
As we stand close getting closer.

That's the reflection.
Standing by the pond we stay barely close enough.
Longing in my eyes I lay down.

And let my ambitions rest.
"You're the best..."
Can you see it too?
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