its overflowing,
its swelling,
to and fro the tide is moving,
and so does my heart.

Feeling the earth moving,
movements of the clock ticking.
Each second a century,
Losing her presence daily.

Seeing voices in the air,
Touching smells everywhere.
Slow and steady she must go,
High and fly like the black crow.

Losing against gravity,
No more Ms. high and mighty.
Jumping up against the walls,
There she falls and falls and falls.

"Is this dying?", she whispers.
Her words floating in the skies.
"What is living?", she wondered.
Her once persistent voice faltered.

"How do you love someone this broken?"
She whispers to the wind.
"How can someone this broken love?"
He asks the moon.

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.

in the cold of night --
appreciating the ceiling
breaking down

I had love once,
a love that was meant to be lost,
a love once had that can never be again,
a love to be had.

To a love so great,
For a love so grand
Of love so gracious
until its not meant to be.

For love that doesn't last
is a love still had.

Your bouts of literary thoughts spewing all over do not make sense.
Your incapacity to formulate a whole and worthy thought has gotten the best of you fooling you into thinking that someone, somewhere is listening.

Stop.
Stop. you must stop.

Your insensitive belief that everyone is falling head over heels for your talent, popularity and deep sense is proving to be a lie. I say all this sincerely with hatred, love and everything in between because I won't be good enough for you.

So stop.
Stop. Stop existing in my world.

to the life that you have;
and everything in it.

In the darkest night,
I take flight.
In the brightest day,
I dance & sway.

Outside these walls,
everything is false.
Outside the coves,
stumbling on troves.

Nothing more,
this is a bore.
And yet,
everything is met.

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?

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?

the phone rings
she picks it up. it's nothing --
stupid expectations
ruin everything

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

This is me giving it a try.
This is me wanting to turn back time.
This is me hoping that you will that you will stop making me cry.
This is me wishing everything is fine.

This is my pitiful attempt at wanting you back.
This is my stupid plan thinking you would maybe pick up the phone
This is my neurotic brain thinking you can fill what I lack.
This is my romantic heart feeling sorry for being alone.

This is me trying.
This is me breaking down.
This is me lying.
This is me leaving town.

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.

a world
where,
you and I,
will always be
happy.

the stream flowing,
and i am moving.
floating, floating
away from you.

the wind howling,
and i am rising.
flying, flying
towards you.

the sun shining
and i am shimmering.
disappearing;
along with the morning dew.

the tears are flowing
and the rain is pouring.
dripping, dropping
losing you.

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

complete silence--
a faint breeze
as her eyes close.

we were lurking in the dark
we were breathing in bark

we were driving around town
we were always breaking down

we were dancing in the moonlight
we were out of sight

oh the stupid things we did

Dogs barking in the distance
Don't hurt him. I won't --
hurt myself, anymore.

mood music playing
he sits there typing --
so do i. he doesn't know
i don't want him to go

**never

1.something to struggle with
2.something on top of me
3.something that doesn't leave my mind
4.something to control
5.something I can't stop counting

What is
eternal love?
What is
taking someone
for granted?