I wanted
someone
that wouldn't
be afraid

of me.

I spent
twenty-one
years
doubting
that person
could ever
exist.

For humans
are far too shallow
and our
complications
are

way too deep

but I honestly believe
we should not have to
be alone.

I believe in independence.
I believe in self-reliance
and I believe in self-respect.

But I also believe that
humans can connect
on a far deeper level
than just what we see.

I believe there is a time
and place
for everything
and that includes
the moments

we fall in love.

You see,
there will be days
that you fill
empty
and lonely
but you have
to be there for yourself.

No one is going to give you
a handout
unless you show them
you are going to
make it count.

No one is going to
rely on someone
that cannot
rely on them self.

Co dependence can be
beautiful
but nevertheless-
it is filled with
even more grief.

You cannot fix somebody else
when you are still
practicing
the craft
of self-love.

Allow your lows
to be reminders
that you
can lose
and smile
knowing
that you can
bounce back,
too.

There is nothing
graceful
in struggling
but there is
something
glorious
in the

overcoming

and believe me-
you will find a way
to live through it all.

And then
some day
somebody,
somewhere
is going to
admire
the way
you refuse
to fall.

And you will wonder
how you ever
let the world
make you feel

so small.

-Andrew Durst.

Sometimes it's almost frightening,
daunting
to come here and see
all the beautiful poems,
all the poets
who are so much better
than me...
I have so much admiration
so much awe
that sometimes I wonder
why I try to write at all,
but now and then
I'll come back here
and do my best to pen, to write
and hope I can overcome
my sense of fright...

I peruse your poems
and feel your love,
It awakens me.
I peruse your letters
and feel your hurts,
They shock me!

I peruse your heart
and sense your feelings,
They make me weak!
I peruse your mind
and find your emotions,
They turn me back.

I peruse your habit
and realize your treats,
They glamor me.
I peruse your works
and observe your arts,
They satisfy me.

I peruse your eyes
and see your kindness,
They're cool like the rain.
I peruse your smile
and see your pleasure,
They melt every chain.

I peruse your face
and enjoy your looks,
They make me wonder.
I peruse your beauties
and reverse like books,
They make me a writer.

I peruse your voice
and enjoy your melodies,
They call me silent.
I peruse your shyness
and touch your body
They call me to be silent.

Truly, your love is my drug
Your hurts are my tears,
Your happiness is my life,
So, I need you, sweetheart!

Feeling ever so lazy
as I still lie in bed
wrapped in warm blanket
edging my feet to step
off onto cold wooden floor
I look at the door frame
and the door is missing..
making me smile
as no restrictions is felt
in my lovely home
of feeling shut in
or unable to escape..
today is just a lazy day
and I can hear traffic outside
buzzing pass
no birds tweeting though
maybe I slept through too late
because the sun as risen
to another day
but my day today
is a lazy day