In the still evenings
I watch movies,
read, write, think,
and listen to music
waiting for true love
to knock on my door.
She never does.
But I am patiently
waiting yet
and never totally
without hope.
  - mce

I find happiness within a confined box
No one from the outside world cares to knock
This box is to old an brittle
I'm
To wise,
To nimble
To peek out into the outside world

So I sit,
An crumble myself into a tight fit
In a fetal position
With toes tight
Reserved to only an inch
My face stuck in between my lap
My hands hugging my back

Pigeons swarming around my box
I constantly scream
There's not a soul to touch or take
For heaven is where my soul will take

I may have held the gun
But I didn't pull the trigger

I may have tied the rope
But I didn't pull it tighter

I may have grasped the knife
But I didn't slice my flesh

I may have wanted to die
But it was you who did the killing

It's adequate to discern what you feel
Have been proven thus by ages
Let it all flow through your pen
Without restraint, they must flow
When You're done letting out
The last of the fear, sorrow n guilt
You will know that it was well worth
You no longer brood on the same
As it has become a thing of the past
And you have new emotions
Waiting to be expressed
With intuition running deeper
Making you proud
Of growing more conscious of self
May all your feelings find a word or two
To wrap around
While resting in time capsule
Leaving you poised
With clarity of thought
One stride at a time

.
     Seems much smaller than I had imagined.
     It only stretches as far as my eyes could
     see.
     It reeks of the past, with no hints of the
     future.
     The present is here, the present is me.

My world tonight...
     Sees me nestled,
     watching silent but with mind
     dishevelled...
     Unnoticed on this kerb...
     Unnamed and unlabelled.

My world tonight...
     Is filled with familiar strangers,
     ushering their lives along.
     I know their faces but not their names.
     I'd call this home but I don't belong.

My world tonight...
     Is spinning regardless...
     It stays on track.
     Never waits for me.
     Never looks back.

My world tonight...
     Has no intention to soothe my thoughts.
     It is baring its bite...
     It's leaving me far behind...
     But I'll catch up at the break of light.



                                        *As I always do...

My falsehoods of smiles that are but broken
Glass shards of reflections that are meant to be.

But the opposite of what is glanced upon, I
See what others never sense my sadness.