I wrote a poem you'll never see –
a masterpiece; it took me weeks.
I love you and I wanted you to know.
I achingly described your lips
with tender, breathless craftsmanship;
it was a soulful, sinful epic wracked with lust.
Poetry herself, intrigued,
shook her head in disbelief;
no mortal girl could ever love so much –
and so, enamored by my words,
she decided to ****** you first.
I'm sorry, lover, but she had to go.

A blank canvas
waiting to be painted,
waiting to turn into
the ocean
with gentle waves
slicing deeply
into the slowly falling sunbeams.

It waits
to become
the jagged edge
of the highest mountain imagined by its evil creator.
Vicious trees budding
giving birth to more complex ideas,
that will soon be on their own.

It waits
to evolve
into a mama holding her baby in her arms
in the rocking chair
in the front room
with a look
as if she'll always remember,
always remember that tone
in her baby's bright blue eyes
that's whispering "comfort"

It waits
to morph
into something it wants to accept,
something it wants to be,
something it wants to love.
It waits
for its future.

It's too soon to live in memories
I try to convince myself
Years don't change everything
I try to convince myself
This is no prison I'm living in
I have the keys, the locks are not broken
I try to convince myself I have a reason
For not using them

Grab a pen and some paper
Some of these are important
I just know they are
These are the things that made me what I am
Aren't they?
The sum total of all my experiences, right?
I need to chronicle and catalog
Separate the wheat from the chaff
This will set me straight
Or maybe not...could be a waste of time

Time takes them away, one by one
Teases, bringing some back
Then snatching them away again
Despite my best efforts
To hoard them
Years don't change everything
The cruel workings of time
Are eternal

Of this I am convinced

I've sacrificed freedom
To live in a cage
To settle for memories
For fear that hurt would break in
And make itself comfortable
Quick to remind me of the memories
It helped make

I'm convinced I have no reason
To break these chains
An empty house, alone
Is better than such bad company

Find a way
Walk through the rain
You'll make a path
See the aftermath

Sun rise awaits
Peek through the clouds
A dream comes out
What's life about?

Find a key
There's the door
Can't break in
We don't always win

***** the mishaps
Can't bring us down
Stay strong forever
Fight for dreams we endeavor

Angel on the left
Devil on the right
We're not all black and white
You chose who wins the fight*

Every bump in the road
Every twist and turn
Stay on your feet
Know life will hand you a treat

Fight through the pain
Don't lose your head
Sooner or later
It'll be something much greater

One thing to know
If you weren't taught before
Your like a mirror
What's shinning on you will just get clearer

Every trail has to end
Some are too short
But others are long
There's a place you belong

So I sing this song
All for you
In hope to give hope
Please grab a hold of this rope

I can show you more
There's plenty I can give
In my deepest sooth
I speak only the truth