Ever wonder my dear, why my tears fall down ?
it is because your words created gravity,
a field that pulls me down,
now I am forever bound by its laws,
in this creation I will wait,
the curtains draped like a shroud,
would that the faint glow of a sunlit morn be my release,
raising the corners of my mouth into a smile,
not this day, or the next, for everything is pulled down,
endlessly down by the gravity of your words.

You're my Greek goddess, all I do is worship you,
With characters like yours are only a few.
Not a moment passes without thinking of you,
To the heart you're a misty morning dew.
You listen to me tirelessly, console like no one does,
You show me the path that I failed to see in me.
Our roots are deep like that of the banyan tree,
We hold strong unsaid, we know we'll be free.

True its a mystery how far we go back in history,
Blending of our mind and soul, now that's a story.
I'm glad we've come so far to cherish,
There is no way, no way I'll let this perish.
I've memorized the mantra to your heart,
No possible storm can make our ways part.
They're jealous of us, glad you know that,
After all who better at this, than us.

Forgive me father for I have sinned.
The relationship between us lacks blood –
Lacks existence –
Lacks creation –

Forgive me pseudo-creator for the fact that
Sinning overcomes the stress to find truth.

Forgive me imaginary figure
Surrounded by fictitious harps and
Dead babies with wings;
My world is much more devious to live in.

I created this;          not you.

Please, call me a sinner.
I’ll connect two cups to a string
And throw it in the air just to
Watch it Fall back down
Because overpowering hands of
Innocence and purity didn’t catch it.

Sorry…
I smoke, snort and speak sin
And then throw it up in your face
The next morning –

Forgive me for being so forward,
And forgive me for not being very sorry for it at all.

So many writers compare love to a cancer but always forget to condone its ignorance, unaware that its blind multiplication is a specific torture to what a body has always called normal, unaware that it was put here only to destroy the one thing it will learn to call his other, it is only trying to keep you warm, it is an infant searching for better blood, it is doing good it is doing good, it is swarming closer and closer to your heart it is trying to make something inside of you laugh like you did the first day it realized your insides felt holy and it is only when it kills you does he realize he is alone.  This is why we visit graves.  This is why it is hard to understand why the goodbye felt like a twisted last breath in the palm of god’s hand. Why nobody left a phone number.

You held my hand,
You gave me hope,
You said I'll never be alone.

You called me yours,
I called you mine.
Throughout time,
It became a lie.

She popped up,
Like a jack-in-the-box.
She took your hand,
She showed you her ways,
You left me for her.
Today was the day

I cried,
My eyes turned red,
I no longer can cry,
I feel dead.

You said forever,
I said it too,
But baby,
You knew the truth.

I fell in love,
I gave it my all.
But in the end,
I was always alone.