I'll wait,
Like I wait.
So I wait,
And, I wait.
Give me something
To sedate,
So my hate
Will not break,
Free, from myself,
And destroy you,
Like it does,
Like it has
Destroyed me,
Who I was.
Who I am
Is now ******,
Cause you've scammed
Me, and my mind,
To think time
Is just fine,
To waste.
While I wait,
Like I wait.
And I wait,
So, I hate.

My sun in the rain,
And my warmth in the winter.
The chill in my spine,
And what makes my eyes, glimmer.

Interlaced, yet slowly paced,
For all but one, can make true haste.
So, much of time will go to waste,
Though hours are not how lives are based.

Your craft, my art,
To do either, we need heart,
And desire
To finish
What we,
Start.

I am an ant,
And you are my world.
I travel by foot,
To explore every crevace
In which I can reach.
But I can not breach,
This crust that you have,
And I can be nothing more,
Than one measley ant.
I can try, I can try,
To be more to you,
But I can't do enough,
So I can't get through.

You are the world
You have so much to do
And you can't ever stop,
So I'll never have you.
Always spinning, always living,
Never stoping, and still somehow, loving.
The attention I get, never lasts long,
But it's all that I have which helps me stay strong.
I want you all for myself,
Is that so wrong?
Cause I can't get enough,
When you're always gone.

It is the time for me
To make an old enemy,
My best friend.
Until the very end.

You're such a disgrace, and have a foul taste,
But I can not face what tears me apart,
So a relationship with you, I will have to start.

Let me forget, all of my regret.
Drown me in my own sorrow,
And I will pray to not wake up tomorrow.

You can't leave me
Like everyone else can,
And if you can't help me,
Nobody can.

Slowly you will begin to ****
The part of me I can't let out.
Negative thoughts will begin to fill my brain,
So drain me and my thoughts of death,
Or help me, by taking my last breath.

Fill me up, for I am empty.
Fill me with courage o plenty.

I will drink, as I sink.
Until I reach the bottom.

In order to take
Any smile with me,
I must create
A vision of what I see.

But how can I make
Using medium and mind
When I am reduced
To such small confines.

I would use red
And with it some black
But no matter the outcome
I can't get you back

Colors and canvas
Can help me create,
But I will not ever
Get to demonstrate,
That I can be better
So what is my fate?

The one that stays
And who is always there
To bring on conversation
Where distance means nothing
No matter how far

In the distance
When you desire time
Or a smile on your face
Someone will always mean something
Just as a star on a clear night.

A leaf rolls by, on an early august
Mourning,
With wind by its side, in a sky,
Worth adorning.

Where will wind take, this leaf to its fate.
Is this love, or is it hate?

A breeze moves this leaf,
It lifts it up high
And allows it to fly,
But only by the wind and its sky.

Without the wind the leaf would land,
And have to learn it can not fly,
Only by wind in the sky.

A morning breeze crawls in through the window
Over the skin and  across my back..
A shiver and then a sigh,
A little too cold, and a little too dry.

I've set my sights upon a silent space,
Where I may show no feeling, and withhold all grace.
Wrapped in thoughts of many topics,
My mind's but a storm in the tropics.

To move, to walk, or to run along,
To never stop if you are strong.
To keep a pace, to win your race,
To gain just what one can't replace.

All these little pick me ups that you drop off, they weigh me down.
and I cant even move around. In fear that I, might make a sound.

For if I call, they wont catch me,
And if I fall I will drown.

Here I stand to wait my turn. Here I stand, for I have learned.
My dear we all have ups and downs, just as our faces have smiles, and frowns.
Some days we may want to turn around, and not face the path we're walking down.

For if I call, they wont catch me.
If I fall, I will drown.