You're dead to me
But I still feel you sitting
In the bottom of my stomach
Making me anxious,
Making me sad,
Causing all of the tension
That's driving me mad,
You're gone, and I'm glad
Because I knew that you were bad
I'm trying not to miss you
But you're the best I ever had,
Making me bitter, letting loose, with no filter
Scribing at my scratch pad

wisdom burns through my veins,
Igniting endorphins into flames,
Primordial fire,
Exhale desire,
Detach from the self

I will love all who cross my path
I will treat them with kindness and compassion,
Wear my heart on my sleeve, but not for fashion
I feel a swelling in my heart you can't even imagine,
My spirit lifts, soars,
Powerful, born of dragons

I will take only what is given
Receive humbly, give naturally
I will help others reach the top of the mountain,
Making leaps and bounds over life's long climb
I will offer them water,
And let them drink from my hands
When they've become to weak to help themselves
Because those who would tend to the Buddha,
Would tend to the sick, the tired, and the famished

I will live in the present moment,
Not in my inescapable past or independent variable of a future
The only time is now,
And I'll liberate myself from the chains of suffering
I will be free,
I will return home

This is my Mantra

I sit here
Starring at a peace of paper
A peace of paper without a word

I sit here
Clueless of who I am
Clueless of who I want to be

I sit here
With distant memories
Memories of who we use to be

I sit here
All alone
No one next to me

I sit here
Not longing for my life
My life ending slowly

I sit here
Without the one I love
While my love, loves another

I sit here
My love racing for you
While your loves given up on me