Been a while since inspiration made it hard to sleep
Woke up thinking not enough time
but will make something happen
Never got love because they want you to lower
Yourself to be accepted
I'd rather stand tall and alone rejected
Trying to change the world make a difference
Keep writing to make sense of this confusion
Took a beating but not staying down
Even if you think you have me defeated
From fighting to walking away save the day
Be a better person since too many fakes and phonies
Sometimes you deconstruct to reconstruct make it better

Ignited by two
It generates fire too bright
Leaving both blind
Like sleeping spirits
Until they linger farther
Farther away from each other
And
Love fades
Like vapor
A sweet mist in abruptness...

When I looked into his eyes, I saw an incredible blue green ocean of a human being.
A human being who cared.
A human being who no matter what, would always be there.
When I looked into his eyes, I saw a beautiful iris full of thoughts and desires, begging to be let out into the free world.
Gentle thoughts.
Pleasant thoughts.
Desires that would make me jump with glee.
I saw beauty.
I saw passion.
I saw a man, who was as strong as a lion but soft as a flower.
A man who could protect me.
A man who could laugh with me.
A man who could love me.
I saw a stunning picture of him and I, smiling, holding each other as we did, being so comfortable.
So happy.
He was the man who cared.
But now he’s the man who left.
When I look into his clear, grey tinged eyes, I see a boy.
A little boy.
A little boy who hides from the truth.
A little boy who will lie to you.
Who will tell you what you want to hear, so he doesn’t have to deal with the consequences,
Though he has no issue telling others.
A little boy who left you alone out in the cold, because he felt that he was responsible for keeping you warm,
And that was too much to ask from him.
Even after months of you saying to him that you were fine on your own.
That you didn’t need help.
Prince Charming turned out to be the villain.
That beautiful man was a lie all along.
He never really cared.
Because if that man who cared about me so much was true,
It wouldn’t matter that we broke up 9 months ago.
He wouldn’t leave me in the dark, while he soaked up the light.
It wouldn’t matter if we decided to stay friends, or if we decided to leave each other.
He would still care.
It wouldn't matter that we did decide to stay friends.
He wouldn’t feel as if it were a responsibility to care about me.
He just would.
And that man who he was before, seemed like he genuinely did.
But  just like everything else, that was a lie too.

A crack trailed down
The center of my heart
When I saw my dad cry
As his world fell apart

I remember him sitting
On the living room floor
Crying as his wife told him
He can't see his kids anymore

I got down beside him
And hugged him so tight
Wishing that I could make
Every thing right

But mommy was leaving
And taking us along
So he told us he loved us
And said to be strong

Don't punish me for what I feel.
Our routine may have ended with an unpleasant stroke.
But I promise, I'll climb over the fence
when the wires have been taken down.
I'll leap off my bed, when we've overcome our drowsy spell.
Maybe, when the rain steers our lips together once more, I can make it to you.
But for now, don't punish me for placing ellipses in the spaces between us.