You're the oil in my engine.
The flow to my rhythm.
The foundation of my building,
The one that keeps me from falling.

You're the helium in my balloon,
The fire to my Zeppelin.
Without you, my shape can't be sustained.
You're the medicine to my pain.
In my heart, your love is forever ingrained.

You're the light to my darkness,
Brightening up my day with your every/very presence.
You are the spark, the inspiration.
With you in my life, there are no limitations.

You're the rain to my seeds,
The one that makes them grow.
Always coming in calm drizzles.
Never a storm, always the perfect dose.

You are the air that I breathe.
The oxygen, the one that keeps my fire blazing.
You are my everything.
If I have you, I have no need of anything.

Don't ever imagine;
That you know what's going on in here.

This place is evil,
Haunted.
Bereft of happiness;
Twisted.

Dark corridors, hidden.
Behind a brimming exterior.
Soulless, and sad.
Yet, a smile.
In every appearance.

Don't assume. Don't guess.
Fight your own demons, instead.

The days we spent together,
Were much too few.
We had so many moments,
But they only feel like a handful.

Even though you're gone,
I still long for you.
I would give anything,
Just to spend more time with you.

If I was shy,
I would come out of my shell.
Just to talk to you.

If I was evil,
I would slay the devil.
Just to catch a glimpse of you.

If I had a genie,
I would use all my wishes
To have you in this life,
And any life after that.

If I had all the riches,
I would trade them in a heartbeat.
Just to be with you.

For you are;
Simply,
Irresistible.

The clouds are darkening
Withdrawing the sun; concealing

The lighting is striking.
Glowing, electrifying.
The thunder is clapping.
Scary, deafening.

The air is dampening.
Cooling, moistening

The wind is howling.
The dust is rising.
The fires are dying.
The trees are shaking.

Roofs, flying.
Doors, slamming.
Windows, shutting.

The storm is brewing.
The people are running;
Hiding, retreating.
For the rain, is coming.

Black is beautiful.
Toned, smooth. A miracle.
Black is a treasure.
Golden, by any measure.

Black is an inspiration.
A shining light, a beacon.
Black is awesome.
A touch of magic, and then some.

Black is precious.
A gift from God, unique.
Black is sumptuous,
Enticing. A wonderful treat.

Black is cool.
Hip, Fun.
Black is free.
Hop, Soar to the top.

I am okay.

The world is heavy,
but I don't feel the weight.
The body is weak,
but I don't feel the pain.

The tears are dropping.
My worries are many.
The sky is falling.
But I will not be fazed.

I am okay.

The lies are plenty.
My fate is shaking.
My heart is hurting.
My soul is wavering.

I am not okay.

But yet I keep fighting.
I am not okay.
But I know that one day,
I will be okay.