“One”

There’s no two...
Three...
Four...
And a million numbers more.

It’s just me
In a blank story.

I’m the protagonist,
Antagonist,
and the supporting characters.

I’m the hater,
The lover,
And the troubled.

I’m just another figure,
In another chapter,
Of the same story.

why must you compare pain
someone can drown in an ocean
while someone can drown in a pond
the point is,
they both drowned

if it makes any difference

i like you either way

Sleep evades me almost every night, he hides in the shadows, taunting me with his dark face,
I lay in bed and beckon him with my eyes to come and take me to a far away place,
But He stays out of reach, and chuckles at my attempts, watching so still in my sight,
I sigh with frustration and turn away, He does this most every night.
The crickets chirp and the frogs all croak, then suddenly it begins to soothe me,
He calls my name my eyes peel open, he laughs loudly at my misery.
'Please come to bed, I'm so tired, lay with me a while,'
I pat the spot next to me,
In silence he stands, He sighs then nods.
Finally.
Exhausted I turn and smile.

STUBBORN MEMORIES
.
I keep fading into the memories of yesterday
I keep feeling the movements of your shadow in my heart
As I sit here on the bench of hope that they will fade away
But am broken, just at the thought of you
.
I keep trumping through the forest of memories
I keep staring at the empty chair in my heart
As I sit here watching your images play on my mind
Like kids on rollercoasters
But am falling far beyond time
.
Stubborn memories that conquer the arms of time
Grow in me like tumor.
You were the poetic lines I could not complete
You were dream I woke up from too soon
And the priceless pearl I could not keep
.
Drunk poet