I sent your gift through soap and suds
Looks battered and short shrift

The smile on your face
The sureness of your grace
While I was throwing duds


I dropped a pendant, a symbol of trust
Still pondering where it might have went

You seem disappointed
Though not afflicted
As I sat there and cussed


I broke a picture frame, Shattered the glass
As I hid away, and in you came

A long pause and awe
Your open-wide jaw
I felt like such a *******


You take pity on me nonetheless and shrug it off
You say, “It’s okay” As others stand around to scoff
While you relieve the distress of my dismay

What a person, so loving
That is why I hold them so close
Everyone else, pushing and shoving
When I was the one you chose

Wherever you may be
I never forget what you’ve done for me

I long to talk
I long to listen
While our feet walk
And far away lights glisten

Distance I thought,
Brought strength to us both
Are we ignoring the pain it’s brought
The problems it’s caused, that still loath?

These feelings have hacked away at your life
I feel sorry, to put you through so much
Aches similar to stabs with a kitchen knife
How long will you put up with me,
In such a way one would a crutch

Why
Still you hang on

Am I worth the trouble?
Worth the sorrow and effort to keep?
A feeling as if I where in a bubble,
Held by others, while we hide and weep?

Time with you is like no other,
Though it’s such a pain to see
Us separated by father and mother
I must be too close, clingy

While I stare across the room at your beautiful face
Unable to show my true feelings locked up within my head
I’m hoping our bonds are still held tight, like that of my shoelace
Wishing these low feelings away, and re-enforcing the thread  

The current of affection and understanding still flows
Through such a great dam
Though I wish to see you always
Talk with you always
Learn from you always
As close as I am

A morning to wake up to
An evening to remember
A night sky full of gray and blue
In the pitch, still warmth of an ember

If there ever was such a sight
Let it be seen tonight
While I stand next to you,
And see the day through

Under a glow in the clouds


In the sea yonder
Lights shine from above
Figures you may ponder
These sights,
We’re in awe of

Staring so far out
Over the hills,
Are bright cities,
Free of drought
As a low mass fills
The weatherman pities

Floating puffs of smoke engulf the light
But can still be seen, pale and white
Bubbling creatures crowd the air space
Moving along at an even pace

Live continues
Unaffected

This beautiful thing
Masked from others by sleep
By distractions and shrouds,
Can be a simple beauty nonetheless
A pretty little glow in the clouds

I don’t see your reason to play
Is there something you know that I do not?
Things I tell you are given away,
Much like I did and left them to rot

When things are seen through a monocle
Not two, not a pair
The acts I’ve committed are still canonical
As these clothes,
You do not wear!

So I anger when the truth is diluted
An answer it seems, must be reputed  

While wrongness and hurt
Plant seeds in the dirt,
For trust between us feels polluted…

There are voices in my head
They’re always there, determining the steps I take
They tell me when to get up or go to bed
When I should drown my mind of brimming expressions,
Or to think upon the day ahead of me and wake

Sometimes they call to me
Many times, I call for them
Yet I know not to agree
For these voices,
They do not sew the hem

They let out the very feelings I try to keep in
I must escape, whether right or wrong
To find the way without my newfound brethren
Leave me, forever long

I do not need you
These voices of mine
Creating faces so blue
And feelings held in brine

The things I do
The ways I try
The chances I blew

All these failures
I feel like
I wanna die

“Little”
…true

Though how many is too much
How many chances do I get?

Till it’s all over and I’m lost without you?

I’m absolutely flustered when I think of your face
I just can’t stand remembering the laughs we share
I’m in unbearable pain when I reminisce how fast my heart would race
It’s crazy how quick I tire of dwelling upon the amount we care

However, there is one thing…
A thing I’ll never be sick of, and this is true
As long as your there for me
As long as a fire’s still burning
I’ll never be sick of you

Oh the way our minds work
In such collaboration, appear so much alike
A place of compassion and understanding, pains lurk
The bitter aftertaste to a joy no one appears to dislike

And while these pains burn inside
They burn inside us both
After enduring so much for that we cried
The bonds between us are sound,
Like that of a strong oath

Oh the way our minds work
They capture every moment,
All that you’ve been happy for
And leave your heart open, just waiting for more

There’ll be a pie on the windowsill
I’ll be all dressed up just for you
The birds will be singing beyond a hill
All the particular adornments placed askew

When you come home

I’ll be there, with all the patience in the world
Never have you looked so beautiful as the time before
Stuff of the past, things never forgotten are unfurled
Sharing memories till our minds hit the floor

When you come home

Our eye’s meet, a wish for the best of times
Nothing seems impossible; it’s all within grasp
And as we speak in funny little rhymes
Our hearts are connected while our hands begin to clasp

On the horizon

There is a sunset
There is a sea, all salty and wet

On the horizon

Where we where we first met
Where our hearts cried for joy and our minds wept

On the horizon
A future to look forward to,
And a love to be kept

Why must we be held by our necks alive?
Is there a reason, a cause for suffering?

As each one of us chokes, our resilience to pain grows
Things that have never bothered you before show their true colors
And as you stand firm, waiting, eroding away at the fear that envelopes you
There is no relief, only misconstrue gabber and a burning hatred.

While the gears turn
All thought Combines in unison
Watch all that you hate spurn
Escape what you can outrun

Things suddenly begin to crumble
Reason breaks down the ensemble
Though comfort is still at hand
The aggregations of voices are in jumble

Assumed is unaccepted
Confusion consumes the soul
But sadness isn’t expected
These feelings build and begin to toll

The gears turned
They turn no longer
Then they burned
Every time; rising stronger

A chilling breeze touches your face
Eye's blinded by the dusty powder

Your heart beats at an un-even pace
As if affected by the abstruse silence

Louder and louder it gets
warmth from your person exerts into the air around you
Chills run through gashes in your clothing, distinctly smelling of cigarettes
In the distace, echos of chattering and shivering
bounce back from the white, icy layers askew

A toe, Then a heel
The ghost of heat that surrounds the body is gone
Gusts of algid nothingness blow in your face by a small pinwheel
Darting pupils reveal scintillating lights,
Appearing one second and vanishing with the dawn

Something embeded in the mind, forever dormate throughout seasons,
The silence, the serenity, the solace of winter