I wish,
that there was a guide to the human heart.
A map to how to make someone fall in love, because, that would make it all so much easier. “Just buy some flowers and she’s yours!”
But there is no roadmap. No shortcut, no magic formula.
It is like walking through a desert, looking for an oasis. You think you have found “it”... but,
when you raise your hands to drink…
the sand falls through your fingers.
One among the sea of faces, there are many fish in the sea, but I see one.
Shining bright as the moon in the sky, one pair of eyes, that will make you want to lie
Forever
Stargaze with me, no you don’t have to leave, we are infinite here, take my hand and have no fear.
You are not alone, don’t be battered by stick and stone, you are infinite… and they, are, limited.
Trust me please, take time to breathe.
I will run across the world and jog back around if I could just hear your voices beautiful sound.
We will fly high, and if anyone asks why
We will tell them to give it a try.
Live with no bonds, no chains no shackles,
and wonder why you ever listened to cackles,
people knocking you down to make themselves feel higher,
just wait eventually their judgement will tire.

I open my school locker on Valentine's day
And what do I find but a note of some sort
I open it up and what does it say?
My admirer wrote, "Come meet me at the fort"
So I after school I walk on home
To find my house covered in red and pink foam
I see a boy walk to the fort
I get so nervous my breath is cut short
And what do I find in all of God's powers
Is my little brother holding some flowers

I breath in the misty air
The birds are chirping everywhere
I pass by a nearby stream
Where fishes looked a sparkling green
The waterfall sprays cold mist
Where Romeo and Juliet once kissed
The sun shines on the forest floor
While I eat an apple to its core
Insects fly and crawl around
A rainbow stone was also found
The leaves are green with big raindrops
They are as big as two gumdrops
The ground is wet and full of mud
The flowers are about to bud
A beautiful and gracious butterfly
It's wings the color of the sky
But now my trip is over
My souvenir is a four leaf clover
But what I will never forget
Are the animals and insects I met

Every night you’d call
Sometimes it was just too much
I’d ignore you occasionally
Indulging in some one else’s touch
Begging you to hurt me
Your gaze heavy with pity and disgust
You would not cave to my pleas
Now I crave your sweet caress, your loving touch
You use to drowned me in your affection
Over bearing, pushing too deep
Now I beg for your attention
Any contact you bestow upon me
I acknowledge our broken states
But I’m begging don’t dismiss me
Our future still awaits

oh, what a thrill
to want him so bad it makes you ill
a desire so strong it makes you weak
he who ties your ******* knot so that you cannot speak

he whose gaze penetrates your very core
he who makes you forget what your heart is for
you do not tell him, you do not lie
he makes you forget you ever wished to die

she is probably calling him now on the phone
asking him who has been writing these silly poems
he will lay down beside her when he gets home
she will forget the importance of being alone

oh, what a thrill
to want him so bad it makes you ill
a love so unrequited, i must endure
i am reminded why prevention is better than cure

Please allow me
to cling to your skin
like the scent of a long night,
leaving traces that smell
like rain and sadness.
**** me in like a bitter shot
so my name sits on your breath
like whiskey and disdain
and let the thought of me
pollute you like the drag of a cigarette;
remaining long after
I've vanished through your teeth
and mingled with the air that fills your lungs,
hoping this time
you'll die a little quicker
as you breathe me in.

here we are again
midnight.

as we count the new day away/
one, two, three
in the morning.


four, five, ***
seven days in a week.

playing on our words.
we're weak.
i'm weak.
so weak.

here we are again.