Ode to our empty abyss.
Why must God bless
That torn mistress.
One man's treasure
Is another man's forever.
Indisposed, he can still
Taste the musk on her lips.
Holding all this hate inside,
I surely will not live long.
You can keep forever,
And I will swim in darkness
Undressed, lonely, and deprived.
I will continue indefinitely
Searching for light until
I combust into shards of plasma.
Just when I become bright enough,
All I see is fire,
And the ashes of the dead.
These horrid depictions of mutilation.
Drowning in these bloodied waters.
In a day and age where we live till 80,
But it will take twice as long
To find anything steady.
Forever stuck in my head.
I'm ready.

Absent from all but the faintest of feelings
again I stare out of a window
its frame imprisons my soul
a fathomless stare into an obscure distance
as if I might somehow occupy that space
old photographs scattered on a table
yet I can no longer see your face
has it really been this long ?
minutes, days, weeks, months and now a year ?
the spirits took your warm embrace
so cold under the ground
know this my sweet sweet thing
the old roots now hold your hands
but you are forever embraced by my spirit
eternally dancing to our sad refrain
under the moonlight in the pouring rain.

this is not a poem
but my heart hurts so much
and I'm not sure what to do

I am not congruent
If you open me up
You will find mismatched bones
And the disjointedness of me

Every jungle has a snake
I am in the garden of Eden
And my peers feel like
They are the conspirators

I am loved, often
He holds me and I sleep
But nothing is perfect
Nothing can stay, not even him

I am brittle and fragile
My bones break on a nightly basis
My mother fears I'll crumble
We all turn to ash, one day

what makes a lie a lie?
When you find out the truth.
what makes a Dream a Dream?
Only when you wake up...right?
what makes love well...Love?
when you have completely gave somebody your all and trust that person fully with a intimate connection.

Sweet heart I lied to you and I slept with your best friend,
I broke our Dreams of being trustworthy to each other  will you forgive me?
would you trust them again?
Would you let your emotions blind you from the Dream ya'll have had together or better yet...
Would you love them again?
Would you

my heart aches for things that have not happened,
will not happen,
and will never happen again.

Hello again.
It's been awhile.
The last time I saw you
Was back in high school.
How are you?
What are you up to?
Well I can honestly say
I don't miss you.
Sorry for the blunt honesty
But you kind of made my life a living hell
Crushing my dreams before I even knew what they were
Everyday you tore off another layer of skin
Everyday I came closer to bleeding
My emotions were your toy
And you played with me like a toddler
I never asked for you to tag along
And when I asked you to leave
You clung tighter
Your nails digging further into my shoulder
Causing permanent scars
No matter how many times I asked politely
No matter how many times I screamed in agony
You always followed
You consistently throw me under the bus
But I still find myself defending you
Defending you
That's all I've ever done
And now
I'm all alone
With no one to play with
No one to tag along with
No one to laugh with
No one to talk with
No one

In fact, it was about you. It always is; it always was, always will be.