Even if I fall in love with you,
Would it matter if I don't walk all the way?
I don't know what time has to offer,
Would it matter if I love only for a day?
I am not sure where I will be tomorrow,
Would it matter If I ask you to heal me today?
I don't know if I will feel the same always,
Would it matter if I let my emotions sway?
I don't know when our path will crossover,
Would it matter if I ask you, not to walk away?
I don't know if I will ever be sure of us,
Would it matter if you be the stronger clay?
I don't know anything about my situation,
Would it matter if you love me anyway?

We don't have to wait,
Halloween comes every day,
Shadow figures on their way,
The side show
The freak show
The funhouse across the bay,
We go there on purpose every day.

My light is kind of
fading I can see it
in the mirror
I can't quite see my way
to make it there today.

Your flashlights
in this funhouse Darkness
continues
to light the way,
for lost and wandering souls
as it has every day.

Humor
Grace
The soul whisperer
A lone long walker
The warrior spirit
A solo ocean swimmer
The darting eyed organizer
with the heart of gold
A stand-up comic
The old old sage
willing to fight it out
in the bleakness factory
every day.

As I make my way
to the exit sign
I can hear the five o'clock
screams
the lobby scene
cops dragging
a woman
screaming my name
I go anyway.

For those kind souls
left behind
as
the listener hums a tune
in his own mind
closes the door
one last time
with a sigh,
finally
has left it
all behind
saying
a
short prayer to the passing
of time,
for those who put their
love and compassion
on the line
in every way
every day.

a ****** at her worst
i am opened raw
vulnerable and naked;
no wall

care for me delicately
before you toss me away
understand my flaws,
get to know me
but don't make me change

rock bottom; so it's as they say
i'm thrown a rope of thorns
to find my way

i hear a sound in the distance
it's a voice of reason; a chant of song
cheering me on

i may be mistaken
there ain't no choir for people like me
only a pocket full of prayers;
a head full of dreams

let me go
let me be
let me crawl
on ****** knee

a touch of fate grasps my arm for life
**** it, why fight?

you're watching me closely
aren't you?
(paranoia setting in)
what do you see so special about an angel soaked in sin?

standing on the ledge
below they are screaming JUMP
bare ***** and broken
i just look up

I count the minutes until we can be together
You are missed my friend
  My first love
  I knew it from the moment I first picked up a pen
You never judge me
  You seem to always love me
You make sense out of every silly thought
  In fact at times you turn the weirdest ideas
  Into an inspired work of art
  For these reasons and so many more
  I will love always love you
  I will come visit you soon  
   When  I get to take a study break
   Hopefully soon for sanity's sake
   Lets plan for June
   I will meet you soon
   I will bring a notebook and pen
   My love and friend
    Your name is like a sweet melody
    POETRY <3