fall endlessly like raindrops to the ocean;
Like little soldiers, one after the other,
They fall just as the enemy targets them.

Why am I here?
Why do I tell you this?
Why do these fall in my face when my insides feel nothing?

Then again, what is a smile with happiness in it?

I should sleep;
birds almost chirping,
daylight threatens about
but my eyes do not droop.

I should sleep;
but my heart beats furiously.
I have not forgotten.

I should sleep;
even owls have fallen,
winds slowing down
but my spirit remains restless.

I should sleep;
but my mind won't let me.
I remember.

I feel the warm
morning sun;
The water envelopes my ankes -
as each wave melts to the shore, I run.

Towards the open, endless sea
- I surrender.
To her above
or is it below?

Her words echo in the chambers of my soul;
I know that look
- it reaches into me.
Maybe, with her;
Eventually, with her.

Her skin is cold,
much, much colder than ice.
Her cheeks frozen,
unnerving.

Her eyes
deep, deep black
with that stagnant stare.
She blinks.
Only for a second, she blinks.

Her lips crack
as she speaks
- nothing comes out.
Darkness enters

Fear is real.
I face her everyday.
She stares back at me
I try to look away.

No escape.
Never escape.
Run, run
as fast as you can

Aware, I am
of the burden -
it beats, it breaks
a silence.

Aware, I am
of the whispers -
it grows, it hums
to darkness.

Aware, I am
of the shadows -
it shines, it shimmers
to dawn

Aware, I am
of the nothingness -
it is me, it is I
until death

Why am I doing this?
2. Will I ever get thin?
3. How to say no to McDonald's fries?
4. Does love last?
5. Why bother?
6. Am I dying soon?
7. Why are they like that?
8. Will we ever talk again?
9. What is an artist anyway?
10. How long 'till I eat again?
11. Am I meant to have a life partner?
12. What now?

Slow* down
          understand your pain
                                         be present, be *now

I cast you in me -
My story you don't know,
my questions you can't answer.

I cast you in me -
so, maybe;
you can understand

I cast you in me -
embracing everything you are,
accepting everything I am not.

I cast you in me -
forgetting the shadows,
regretting the days.

I cast you in me
as I wish
you cast
in me

She said:
I'm ready now -
Ready to be
in love

He said:
Someday, soon.
You will meet someone
who will constantly
and continually
move you.

She thought:
Not you?

He thought:
Please
let it be
me.

within me,
a universe
exist; unique.

endless, everlasting
we once were -
and never again

let this be
a goodbye
out goes the we
in goes the me

let this be
the end -
you are
*uninvited

Thank you for letting me
              Go
                   Grow
                            Glow

more to me than:
all the picassos at the Met
all the dictionaries in the library
all the concertos playing
all the ads posted
all the beauty the world offers.

For we,
               are beyond this life,
                                                     M my love.

high, low, lift, drag
the day has come
every moment a haze
high, low, lift, drag
my muscles tingle
all alone and single
high, low, lift, drag
the air whispers, "Move!"
crash screamed the wave
high, low, lift, drag
onward, forward and be brave
race you to the grave

You are the sky in skin,
Every day I wake to you,
You summoned songs from air,
Each memory a tune with you.
You are the sea in form,
Eternity becomes you.
You send joy with each whisper,
Endless is my love for you.
You are the end to my beginning,
Explain to me why you left.

I, too, am lost
but without you,
it hurts even
to breathe.

Hope fades as he wanders through the trees,
rains trickles down from the branches.
The storm has passed and the fog has risen.
Now everything is clear
And nothing is the way it was.

Do these waters inside move like tides in the ocean?
Constantly pushing, pulling with the moon;
Does it rise? Does it fall? Does it matter where I crawl?
Something strange, strong answers beyond the commune.

how beautiful
it is to be alone,
on my own,
for i am
complete, wonderful
and without a need
to be loved
by anyone else
because this Light
remains real
especially without you
and your attention;
this is not bitterness,
old friend, it is grattitude
for leaving
and letting go
has been more than
I would have ever planned,
so, let the winds blow you
away, away, away
and the rains
drop, drop, drop
that will lead you
far from me
from us
from those you left
left behind

You are poetry to hold,
as bright as the moon above,
with every drip, a drop
until it sinks in...love.
you don't have *enough

No longer
imprisoned;
absolutely, purely
lost --
always suffering