I've loved you too hard.
It WAS your fault.
You gave me everything I needed.
Heart turned mush, most would revolt.

I loved you too hard.
And you told me you loved me more.
But what am I to do with this.
A heart petrified and sore.

I've loved you too.
And you gave it back times four.
A heart unloved.
You returned it to the store.

I loved you.
I cared for you more than self.
Demons nawing at my will.
Im unable to release you, help.

I love you.

I've written one or two just for you.
A feeling turned thought.
Add it to the pool.
Chaos for a swim.
Cancerous muddy ink of mind.
Maimed and ugly - it's mine.


I have a thought that defines you so clearly.
Tighten all my vowels and trim the fat.
Only...
You've come back to me like this stray cat.
Your a thought unsatisfied unfulfilled unfinished.
I had chipped and chipped away.
You're unblemished.
Forever swirling in my ink.
Done with you never.
Is what I'm starting to think.

A poets archive speaks in volumes.
I've got so many. Look at them grow.
Your a person who speaks in volumes.
And I'm afraid I have to go.

I'm a poet much less.
Or maybe not at all.
For this many words I'll be blessed
I'm a person much more.
Passion and heart.
Of this im sure only few will adore.

This night is cool.
Stark change from the heat of day.
The wind blowing hard.
Left and right.
Undecided like me.
Breeze soothing and calm.
I've let go, the noise of it all.
Trees thrashing with life.
Wind is soundless.
But through the trees it wisps.
Grass around my ankles.
Wind turned attention seekers.
They tickle furiously with motive.
Dispel all thought, motives and intent.
Leave it all behind and focus on myself.
The mosquito's have been kind.
Tonight they turned a blind eye.
Just this night the world has wanted me to see.
I'm connected to this earth and it won't let me displace.
Reminding me I've not gone.
Somewhere I was not meant.
This world is a strange place.
We're all only a little bent.

I've been outside before.
And never thought much more.
Tonight it's perfect out.
I sat on the deck beer in hand.
Out here on my chest.
your head used to land.

My dog he's cute he's quite the treat.
But the absense of you is apparently sweet.
Not at all Ive just lied.
Im miserable deep down.
Not at all if i just died.

For she used to sit just in this spot.
Peaceful and perfect.
How is it that I could have forgot.

Through the glass my memories perspective.
I was on the inside...
I thought I had all the time in the world.
I should have been more bold.

Ironic and melancholy my thoughts betray.
Right here where she were.
For now here I'll stay.

I've been writing.
I rarely ever stop.
These words are feelings that I had forgot.
Like ideas not recorded.
These poems I'll not be rewarded.

Thoughts of pain
Love and lust.
Take little comfort in me.
As I do not trust.

Myself I'm selfish.
Like you or the next.
Bleed out like this.
That will be the test.

I've gone round and round.
Felt the ups the downs.
But never guilty you've been found.

Take me a way from this.
Take me far into the abyss.
Where no mortal walks.
No demon flies.
We'll stay forever and attest the tides.

Delicate detailed and divine.
Simple sophisticated **** and sublime.

A dress.
Abnormal in class.
The way she made it shine.
But it was not the dress but her.
That stole my heart of thoughts.
Broken and repaired.
For that day I saw her all.
I've always seen beneath the surface.
But this dress it has found a purpose.
In this moment.
She sees what I see.
In this moment.
I'll set you free.
The way you do me.