Words cut deep inside her flesh,
Her eyes drip salt trailing down her cheek,
Before he would come and stop it from dripping off her cheek,
Now she has no one to stop them as they shed,

Her heart breaks reminiscing the times she spent with him,
Weak and careless she feels not being rectified,
Before he would be near and escalate her heartbeat,
Now her heart merely beats abyss through her veins,

Her wounded arms feels him grasp her,
Deprived they are of his touch and scarred all over with blood dripping down,
Before he would trace the veins down her arm making her skin ache for more,
Now she feels empty thinking when he would come back.

For so long have I kept stuff,
Hid them to myself,
So people don't see my pain,

So many times have I tried telling you,
But the words just don't seem to form,
My lips are sealed for I don't know how long,

I cried for so long,
My hatred made me wail in pain,
My dark side hidden and a secret,

I still try telling you,
But what's the point when I'm scared,
And you refuse to see the wrong,

Now I repent wishing I'd told you earlier,
Scared now to tell you,
I'll be scarred with this dark secret for life.

My weak heart withers-
As you flee leaving me hurt,
My heart sad, aches.

Memories,
Sigh,
Memories will always be just memories,

I remember the time you held my hand,
The time you pulled me close,
And I remember getting hung over,

Your I love you's,
So addicting,
Were a drug to me,

What potion was I given,
That once spell on me still hasn't broken,
It has enclosed memories of you in my heart,

The warmth of your hug,
The way your arms tightened around me,
Magic was in my veins,

It was me wholly entrapped in your love,
It made me happy,
It made me smile,

You made me lose myself,
Most importantly,
My shadow mysteriously vanished replacing you,

Your touch,
Like electricity made me shudder,
These were all symptoms of me falling in love,

But that's that,
They were just memories,
Now they reside incomplete and unsparked in my scarred and used heart.

Captivating is the boat sailing across the ocean,
Alluring are the winds blowing from the Sahara,
Amnesiac are the long winter nights in my bed,
Vandalizing are my thoughts and dreams which never came true,

I walk alone and journey across the world,
I fight the thundery and cold storms of the desert,
I cuddle in my bed during the Winters to keep myself from getting cold,
And I cry as none of my hopes may ever come true,

As I walk alone the only thing that accompanies me is my shadow,
The curvy paths of the desert and the runny sand swallow me into their crust,
The blanket that I wear to protect myself acts as a shield,
And my tears that I shed they mend and teach me what its like to be heart broken.

Since I've been writing, its been just great

Except for the one thing that I surely do hate

My family says that, I am speaking in rhyme

Not just right now, but all of the time

I can not simply, just ask for the juice

Without a poor imitation of the great Dr. Suess

But wait, on my site, there is prose, so you say

Oh, I was much younger when I wrote it that way

Help me, help me, tell me what can I do?

Surely this problem has happened to you

I just had a thought, not a thought, just a flicker

You could have answered, but I guess I was quicker

I'll think of a word that never can rhyme

And start using that word, all of the time

I know there's a word, I once heard from a fellow

I think it's a color but not red, blue, or yellow

I hope it's not pink, cause that would sure stink

I wish it was gray, I've been rhyming all day

I know you think orange, except that rhymes with sporange

And a mountain in Wales, that a poet named Blorenge

Until I stubbed my big toe, I used to think purple,

And now I can't walk, instead I just hirple

It sure would be gold if the color was silver

But that **** little lamb, also known as a chilver

There's no hope for me, I've been rhyming all month

I'm sure you can see, that I'm totally ??????

Yeah!

I have posted endless
letters to my beloved
to open them when I'm
gone and trickle a tear
for us maybe many
moons, suns, stars, look at us!
we probably exist in sunlight
wretched the same  between
betweexed white clouds
floating on fantastic
feathers   hope awaits us
one apt day pierced with
blazing light sinking
softly unheard
fainting
resignation dissolvin'
astonished silent
boundaries  
of flesh crystalized
of transcendense being
pregnant with your heart
felt transcendental height?
It's been trembling
These ******* moments
crashing crashing
into one another
smashing
the given time
reality scope  
long leak
of remotness
flowersprings and
stolen dreams
and we're done!
for such a minor great
distance   I'll die anyhow
somwhere not soon
without you
which I love  without
any reasonable substance

our thoughts are the ribbons
wrapped around the words like a bow
like a present of misgiving
that only the giving could bestow
it's hard to live with the living
when we die with what we know
it's the wit of the unwitting
it's the only gift we show