You are the only one I need to tell. Smooth, blank, neutral.
You wait. Wait, wait, wait.
Forever waiting.
For I am never exhausted; never will I tire.

Out of my head and out of my heart, in this half existence
I am suspended,
Pen over page.
And you wait, unbiased and unprejudiced, for me:
For me to scar you with my words.

I don't talk to stranger,
but they speak to me,
I tell them to stop it,
but they don't listen to me;

I don't follow strangers,
but they follow me,
I run away from them,
but they keep following me;

I don't believe strangers,
but they still tell me things,
I tell them to leave,
but they argue with me;

I don't live with strangers,
but they live with me,
they're always in my head,
telling me things.

I don't share my head with strangers,
but they're in there still,
I tell them to stop influencing me,
but they won't listen to me.

I'll push you up
High into your dreams
And when you reach the top
My heart will burst at the seams.

Cause seeing you happy
All beaming and bright
Makes the perfect contrast
To the dark of the night.

A light shines in the blackness
My love showing you the way
To your desired destination
And to you I will say:

"Come on, follow me
I know where to go
I'll guide your way
With the light I show."

"And come on, follow me
I'll hold your hand
Down the rocky paths of life
The end an unknown land."

We'll walk it together
Never apart
Protecting each other
From the very start.

And I'll whisper in your ear
Like a springtime wind
Quiet and promising
My words unpinned:

"I'll love you forever
Through the darkness and light
I'll hold you hand
Together we'll fight."

"And when it's all over
I'll still love you more
When we receive our wings
Up and up we will soar."

"So hold onto my hand
Don't let it go
We'll walk this path together
Even through woe."

Just a little reminder
This tale of our love
A message brought to the both of us
From someone looking out up above.

Don't forget this poem
Or what I whispered in your ear
And I'll remind my own self
All through out the year.

Together we walk
Our love bursting at the seams
We'll push each other up
Up into our dreams.

I love you

I love you more than you can know,
And more than you can see,
I love you more than I could hope
to have someone love me.

I'll love you when you're sick and weak,
And love you when you're strong,
I'll love you through our arguements,
if you're right, or if I'm wrong.

I'll love you through the lace of time,
Until we're old, until we're grey,
I'll love you always, more and more,
With every passing day.

I'll love you in our times of plenty,
and in our times of need,
I'll love you when I have to serve,
And I'll love when I can lead.

I love you more than life itself,
More than water, more than breath,
and whether I go first, or you,
I'll love you into death.

I love you more than the word love,
ever could define,
I'll love you through whatever comes,
I love you and you're mine,

I love you with a burning love,
that fills me through and through,
I can never say these words enough,
for truly, I Love You.

For so long I was wandering
in the crushing, painful dark,
anger uncontrolled, and I-
cursed with the blackened mark.

Then you revealed, with tearful eyes
within my glorious dream,
the secret that was locked inside-
its piercing, golden gleam.

That you were sent- far from me;
you'd love me if you could,
and though it was the saddest day-
at last, I understood.

And even though, in life I know,
It's not reality
I do forgive and now must live-
the Truth has set me free.

The worst day of my life
appeared before my eyes,
as swiftly as the wind,
as silent as my cries.

The day they found my secret
was the day they strapped me down.
They wanted color - beauty -
but my world was black and brown.

Before, the world was vibrant
and I lived my life in bliss.
My secret once was special;
My secret here is this:

Everything I dream
becomes reality.
They make me sleep for their rewards
and all the waste is me.

I am imprisoned by this contagious disease
Which rendered reluctance and anxieties;
Should I hang first myself upon with this
     velvet rope?
To find a distant place to forget my
     greatest lost.

No one has ever arrived in that rendezvous;
I have been entangled into this path
     I never knew,
And this world is not enough for their
     expectations:
'Tis better to banish the reality, than to see
     my imperfections.

I only have one second left to breathe,
Yet I am already dead before my death
For I have been years in this relinquishment,
In every remorseful day I have been awaken.

My name is never written on the stars
And words are the only weapons in this war,
Do I need to take the risk, to take the rest?
When I am already dead before my death.

I swam the unfathomable thoughts I heard
But still I do not understand my existence here,
Hence, even if I only have one second left
     to breathe,
I am already dead before my death.