It's 1 a.m.
And you're leaving
You've lost me
After you so recently
Found me
My busted finger
Is nothing
Compared to
The heartbreak
If you don't find me
Again
My message to you
Please listen
Ignore everything
Come back
Where you first
Found me
Bind yourself
To the purity
Of young love
And find me
Please find me
Because i'm lost
Without you

..the perfect poem..
   ..is like a perfect diet..

                 ..or the perfect addiction..

       ..soulmate to yourself..

           ..to nurse your oblivion..
                           ..to take care of your universe..

             ..the poem..the word's..sentences..
              
                              ­   ..your life..

                  ..there's your perfect..
          ..if it even exist..

so mayby little china-white ain't so bad
                after all..

..or wine with crystal ****..

        ..the poem is you..

I walk apon the darkens soils,
Deep within the shadow lands.
I seek a treasure taken from me,
Hidden in the shadow lands.
A heart soiled in loss,
Lives in e shadow lands.
My throne I now claim,
Rules over my shadow lands.

elementary,
middle,
high,
college.

trade
one
master
for
the
next.

They tell you to be yourself
But they also tell you to have perfect grades
Have perfect manners
And to simply be perfect
Now if that is far from being myself
What is being myself?

please pick one
love me
or break my heart completely
drive me out of my own head
or hold me tightly in your bed
my only love
the truth I kept
as I lay in my bed
and wept and wept
I feel the cracks in my heart
as they open and shut
please
I can't even rhyme anymore
please stop hurting me
I love you
I love you
I love you