I guess I won that stupid fight of "I love you more."

When someone needs you and you're too far away
or when you're not sure if you're what they need to stop the hurt
or if you're what's causing it

he wanted an uptown girl
but she was from down home
country

that sugar shaker was just
too sweet for him to
handle

I pledge allegiance
to my heart
to live unafraid
in a world apart
in a dimension of fear
to have hope and love
in times where I tear
to rise up above

I pledge allegiance
to my heart
to let it rule
or tear apart
for of it I have fear
to lose hope and love
but i'll not shed a tear
but wait for attention from above

shaking, shaking,
all i know is shaking
quaking, quaking,
you warned me and i'm scared

Do you know what you desire, she breathed at me.
I do, I said, my breath creating spirits from the whirlwind of my lips over the snowbank.
Tell me*, she muttered, her eyes creating criss crossed laser sections of white fluff beneath us.
Never.

Sometimes I wonder
at the marvelosity
that is our universe

we can give and create
we can love and debate
we can push and pull
we can die.

but yet in all this sparkling madness,
this canvas that has yet to be covered
why are there so many blank spots?

The curious thing is,
I'm too busy helping others color their lives
to give any life
to mine.

hate me, hate me,
go ahead and hate me
slate me, slate me,
you know that i am lost.

harp me, harp me,
you know you want to harp me
start me, start me
onto the path of spirals.

change me, change me,
try if you dare to change me
play me, play me,
for the game i am.

but love me, love me,
why would you ever love me?
you're above me, above me,
and i'm just on the ground.

Sometimes, I stare at the ceiling
what's there can become a metaphor
in little over a metasecond

cracked paint,
peeling away and revealing the surface beneath

dry plaster,
crumbling in some spots where you can hardly tell

It's funny how when a poet needs to vent
they can find something-ANYTHING-
to write about.