the problem
is that

i care way
too much
about people
who don't give
a **** about
me..

you may think I didn't want you
and maybe you were right
there must be some other reason
that I'm up so late at night

I need you more than anything
more than you'll ever see
I still don't know what to do
without you here with me

The hardest
part
of
falling
in love
is,
not
knowing
if
he
feels
the same
way
you do.*

(c)ForgottenDiety

There is a cold wind
blowing outside,
into the graying,
an apocalyptic sky

The lamps are lit
The night descends
it comes as it always does
My table is cluttered
with wadded paper
scribblings saying nothing

The hanging question you asked
remains
"What is your heart's desire?"

The light it flickers
Throwing shadows on the wall
So eerie at first,
So familiar after all

Fantasies
Phantasims
Hypnogogic imagery
A trance like state of mind

Many lifetimes pass
None of them mine

What is your heart's desire
It strangles the mind with possibilities
Waiting for the tell,
the tell that might never come.

You asked me
as we left the foggy meadow
"You who speak so highly of the little synchronicites,
But what is your heart's desire? "

I rise with the sun each day
My path laid out before me
I do this and that in order

Each night as the dark descends
The day's vivid light has vanished
I stare into this lamp light
and wonder
what is my heart's desire.