Sometimes I wish I could escape
I could be free from a restriting cage
All I want is to run from my agape
I try to talk but you do not engage
What are you but a deprived dragon?
Your soul eating what I have to offer
I pull my sorrow in a dark wagon
Though love should be in an ornate coffer
No matter, my sad love will not prevail
Your heart's ice will never be melted
Love will never answer my last exhale
From now I will keep my love belted
Because I must chase the clouds and dreams
For you will never know a heart's schemes

Without a coat
as deep autumn rears its ugly head.
stolen scarf.
what does it mean?

Drunk off of boxed wine
and good food.
Sweet melodies shadowing
my every move;
who cares?

Awakened senses
as an ambitious feline
joins the ready hunt.
sweet taste,
aftertaste
of that herb,
the herb.

smoke dances
intermingling with steam.
Venus sees me
for I am Psyche

I am Artemis
Virginal huntress of the night.
Never to be forgotten.

Without a coat
as deep autumn rears its ugly head.
stolen scarf.
what does it mean?

Drunk off of boxed wine
and good food.
Sweet melodies shadowing
my every move;
who cares?

Awakened senses
as a ambitious feline
joins the ready hunt.
sweet taste,
aftertaste
of that herb,
the herb.

smoke dances
intermingling with steam.
Venus sees me
for I am Psyche

I am Artemis
Virginal huntress of the night.
Never to be forgotten.

A broken heart is a facinating thing
Neither alive or dead
continuously pumping pain through your veins
It will never heal
Just numb
I wish I could make it better
Make it go away
To let you know I'm hurting too
My heart broke when yours did
Because a heart is a strange thing
Because it's meant to be shared

I let you get the best of me
pride is gone
soberity lost
you changed all
you changed me
And you don't even know

It's your eyes
always the eyes
the eyes of a cat
calculating, thinking
a window to your soul
with the curtains closed

It's your smile
the one they say no one sees
you hide it away
but share it with me

It's your voice
rarely heard
a talking cello
kept under lock and key
working in silence

You have changed my life
this last summer
these last chances
to feel your eyes
to see your smile
to hear your voice
because you've changed me
and you'll never know

A blank canvas
Pure as snow
Clean as light
Pick up a paint brush
Paint
Colors and patterns
Sketchs become outlines
Dark and light
Follow the sketch?
Go outside the lines?
Each day
More paint is added
The white disappears
It will never come back
Too much damage has been done

I ****** up, okay?
You win
I wave the white flag
You've moved on
I stand still

I know you words
I know your poetry
Don't think me a fool

Think whatever you want
Think, but you may be wrong
We're just friends
Yeah, I ****** up, again

And again
and again
again, again, again
You know better than anyone

You revel in my pain
Is that why you have her?
My friend, you are very wrong
You don't see the ache
because after all
I did this to **you