They sneak and creep
And ambush me
In the dead of night
During day's bright light
Within a whisper
Of silent screams
Subtle sister
Of midnight dreams
Bringer of tears
Smiles and fears
A lifetimes worth
Of sorrow and mirth
They are mine
They belong to me
My bittersweet
Memories

Beautiful, you are
Cerulean waters so clear
Capturing my heart

I wished upon
a falling star
But I did not know
the stars were in your eyes
Nor that the star which fell was mine
Wrapped in a tear
falling from your eye

Inspiration Strikes!
Suddenly words keep flowing,
Shaping something new.
Where does it come from?
Who cares!
Just write what you can while
Inspiration Strikes!

I am the memory
Of that perfect moment
Gone so swiftly
But with you for ever
An instant in time
That is timeless itself

Why!
Why* *me!
The Love I had!
You were a delight!
A few moments of happiness
No matter when
Now you come with
Suffering!
Why!
Why am I
**Lactose Intolerant!!

Here I stand
In land so desolate
A desert
That was once something more
Now but a memory
Of love

Do you remember when we first met?
I said you were cute, like a bunny.
And you said I was mean, like a wolf.

Have you seen a wolf **** a bunny?
A savage figure tearing into
A pitful corpse
That doesn't even satisfy the wolf's
Hunger.

That's what everyone thought.
I was the beast that preyed
On innocent bunnies like you.

But I was soft at heart, like the prey they thought I loved to eat.
But you knew that.
But I didn't know
That wolves hide in bunnies clothing too.

Two feet long
Two feet wide
Two feet tall
Two square feet
To hold my life
To hold my fears
To hold my memories
To hold my accomplishments
Too dull to hold my imagination
Too tiny to hold my goals
Too insignificant to hold my dreams
Too weak to hold me

Problems
I know them well
But not well enough
To know their answers

I had a seed
Of love
In it I could see
A towering tree
But also
A humble ****
But a seed unplanted
Is never truly known
So I planted my seed
And now wait for it to grow

Time is the Healer
Of all Wounds
Except the Wounds
Caused by Time

What I want
Is not a perfect body
Nor a pretty face
Or even anyone who will take me

What I want
Is not a compatible personality
Nor an interesting life
Or even anyone with common interests

What I want
Is someone who understands me
When I open myself to Her
Someone who opens up to me

What I want
Is the real thing

I wasn't supposed
to Survive
They had wives,
Children,
Mothers.
I had nothing,
No one.
I wasn't supposed
to Survive


But the Truth is
THEY knew what I did not

THEY knew my mother's tears
THEY knew my wife's mourning dress
THEY knew my children's cries

Just as I would sacrifice myself
THEY would sacrifice
Themselves
For me

So that I could see my wife
My kids
My mother

They are why I am here
They are why I go on

They are why I am

a Survivor