She shed her tears on my shoulder,
She hugged me so hard,
She didn't want me to leave her,
"I'm going to go get my food", I told her,
When I came back to sit with her,
Her other friend was there taking over,
Her friend wasn't like her,
Her friend was mean and bolder. . .

"I love you"

If it hasn't ripped apart your soul
you haven't experienced it.

9
Cards
Nine
From A
Deck
To
Free ME.

truth is in deep kissing
truth
is the soft shell of a
metamorphosis
truth is in the sun rising gently, murmurous, in the east
in a ceaseless search for purpose
in the way Death makes music out of us
in what has yet to happen
in what has yet to hurt
but how can you say truth is not
in misrepresentation; misunderstood art
how can you say it is not the love you feel
for every girl you've ever seen
               [the way you could almost melt as you
run your hand gingerly along her soft and her curves
and her edges]
how can you say truth is not a sin
how can you

My soul is shaking
And though terrified,
Of how every moment I feel my bones rub against my back

I am elated
The tears rush over my hollowed cheeks, blurring the sun in my eyes
They catch my breath and sweep it back to my mouth, back where it belongs

Yes, I'm terrified of what I've become
But after traversing land after land of darkness, I can finally say

I really and truly do not want to die.

The glass rim ran wide,
Running with infinite depth,
Reflecting white light,
Spreading color o’er wide breadth.

Mark stared at the stem,
Polished, fine, without a scratch,
Arcing in a curve,
The clear glass, base and cup did match.

Anger broiled inside,
Sadness touched upon his eye,
Tears came rolling down,
And the man began to cry.

Standing at the door,
With a rock inside his hand,
Mem’ries of a gift,
Now the thought, he could not stand.

Open window near,
Walking over, taking aim,
At the glist’ning shell,
As his legs fell, he fell lame.

Anna’s husband smiled,
As the wife walked into view,
Handing her the cup,
Mark cried tears of pain, anew,

Having lost the only love he ever knew.

Shall there be no white flag raised
Shall there be no Brocken hearts
Nor tears in vain
Raise the anchor as we begin our drift towards the sun
We tried
Thou I still dwell on the image of receiving your call tonight
My heart has been shielded from these lies
Enchanted by the ocean
Hypnotized by the memories of you and i
As my Heart sings with liberated anarchy
Im challenged by the presence of your absence
As loud silence echo
Ocean currents gain momentum
I sail towards the dark
As it turns blue I'll dream of seeing you tonight
Under the stars as they mock a dreadful tune that plays in my mind
Souls shall dance with fireflies
As I wave Goodbye.