She passed by like a cat.
Like a panther or leopard,
strong, regal and lithe.

She talked to me like honey.
Slowly, warmly, sweetly
she told me of her life.

She looked to be like beauty.
No matter how long I stared,
I still found perfection.

She left me like a wind.
Hard, fast, biting
with a chill I still can't shake.

Light hurts,
sound hurts,
hurt hurts,
and yet I write.
Too much in the brain to quit now,
too much left unsaid.
Words pounding on the door to be let out
but no one or no where to go.
Lost, shut away forever.
Still they beat,
still live to see another day,
still live to hurt me another day.
So much to say so little to say to.
Words, words, words.
Endless, endless, endless.
Spiral never reaching bottom.
Bottomless pit of words.
Words to create nonsensical writing.
Nonsensical writing to be forgotten and destroyed.
Gone, wiped clean.
Blank.

Staring into eyes
Tear on a cheek
Ache in my heart
Wishful thinking
Lingering glances
Yearning for safety
I want to hold you
How to help
Don’t want to get hurt
Laugh it off
Loneliness, Sheltered
Unfeeling, Invisible
Unworthy, Ugly
Phantom, Hinder
Pain, Cry
A smile, Talking
Abandonment
Mirror, Mirror
In my dreams…
Oblivious, Unchanging
Lost