If only I had wings sighed the man,
I'd fly away from here.
If only I had feet sighed the bird,
I'd run to the ends of the earth.

I have a friend who visits me.
When I'm alone is when they speak.
All my faults they help me see.
They're my voice when I am meek.
Whenever I'm imperfect
My friend tells me what I should do,
In the end it will be worth it
But for now, punishment must ensue.
They whisper reminders in my ear
Like a tape 'corder of the things I've said
Whispering a truth that I have feared-
Bad equals me and good equals dead.

Why?
Why did you speak to me?
I was doing all I could
to be unapproachable.
I was determined to be unlovable
But you, that didn't stop you.
Why?

I'm so alone
but i don't know how to change
or if i want to
living in confinement
this is my normal

you wouldn't know what freedom looks like
freedom is fear
freedom is discomfort
walking with your own legs

i'm afraid i might use it
and jump off the edge

Maybe I can fix things...
Maybe, but not likely.
Perhaps the thought is just as good.

A feud between body and mind.
The sort of which you're like to find
In psychiatrical pastime,
Resides within me now.

Who holds the bow, I do not know.
I feel them tousle to-and-fro.
Round in circles, they do go.
On, like a nursery rhyme.

Can I last their fateful blows,
Will I live in sad repose?
Time alone will tell me so.
Oh cursed, misplaced sublime!

The heat of the words rise,
Driving us farther from warmth.
Until all that is left is the ice chill
Of distant shoulders.
Nothing left to be restored.

Wait itself is as tedious
As the passing of time.

Climb,
The hands of the clock inch.
It feels like an eternity.

Certainly I pass through as before,
But still the wait is insurmountable

Countable are the minutes that pass
One, two, maybe five?

I've got til 5 before I can go.
Back to the droll of wasted time

I'm stuck on a loop of waiting and wasting, wasting and waiting.

sun always same
we never change
just meet under different circumstances
turning round and round

I wake up to silence
outside my window
the sun shines through the early mist.
i am alone.
cold,
a ghostly aurora that is my own presence
lingers in this empty space
cold,
i am alone.

you can love with your body
but can you
with your breath
can you love me with your breath
can you love me with the air that you breathe

with the gentlest of breezes
like the wind that blows
and tells me that I'm safe

Your eyes speak to me
a promise never to escape your lips
you feel like empty bed sheets

I march onward
with no destination
o'
spontaneous wandering
like an ant
going round and round
i find myself retracing the same path once again

my little slice of heaven
is lying in your arms
head upon your breast
skin, warm... heartbeat, strong.

what am i feeling?
i look through a misted glass
my heart wants to escape
eyes meet my own reflection
who are you?
ive seen your face before
but i know you not
night lights reflect in your eyes
casting a melancholy glow
are you looking for an escape too?