Do you know where my heart has gone?
It's supposed to be in my chest,
Nestled in my warm rib cage.
I know it's been missing for a long time,
But it's mine.  It was made for me, and I was made for it.
I can't give up on my precious heart now.
Not ever.
.
.
.
It ran away.
It didn't even say anything.
Yes, I had my suspicions, but I wasn't sure if it was safe to believe.
By now, it's hundreds of miles away,
Sitting right there.
In your hands.

I must ask of you, fearsome person.
Protect my dear heart.
It is frail, and timid.
Keep it warm at night,
And make sure it stays happy.
From here on, *I give you my heart.

In her eyes I see so much more than that twinkling silver-grey
I see pain
I see sadness
I see fear
Sometimes even anger
But I also see joy,
Dreams and wishes
Through her eyes I see an amazing amount of love, and intellect
As well as strength
Enough strength to heal her pain
To forget about her sadness and anger
To face her fear
And to make those dreams and wishes come true
I see everything that she is

When she looks in the mirror she may not see the same eyes that I see, and it's a shame
Because those eyes inspire me and give me hope and strength

I wonder...
*What does the world look like through silver eyes?

The mind can be many things,
A notebook, diary or whiteboard
A music box, stereo or symphony
A painting, sculpture or sketch
A calculator and even a dictionary
As well as a heart of sorts
Most importantly it can be a storage, full of
Memories and emotions
Sights and smells
Family, friends and lovers
Ideals, opinions and beliefs
Dreams and nightmares
Fears and loves
Basically,
This is just a long way of saying...


The mind can be, and and hold
Everything that makes you
*you

Sometimes it seems like I crave this pain
As if it's the only feeling I can know
When I'm "happy"
I feel nothing
Everything seems so perfect sometimes
Leaving me numb
So I leave that perfectness behind
And I search my mind
For an excuse to hurt
To cry
To scream
To quiver
To feel
Something, anything.

I'm so broken inside, and you act like that's okay.

Jealousy is seeping through my skin
Like kerosene
My head is spinning from the fumes

You may have showed me where the matches were
But it was I who struck it aflame

Standing here
Never feeling so empty
A heart so ****** and twisted

She's been cornered
Pushed to lash out
Scared of being a lone wolf

Fire dances on her fur
Coal-black eyes
And embered teeth

All I could do was
Burn
And
Stare.

Ashes fill her mouth
They've never tasted so dry
Love-parched

I don't want to be alone.
But you've already left me.

You think I'm out of my mind?
Well, you're right.
But remember this, my dear reader.
I'm all the way out here,
Because it's much scarier *inside