Why is there so much pain and suffering all around me? Human drama, chaos and confusion consume our energy., People dwell too often on negativity It's like an illness spreading rampantly..
  I realize we all have good and evil tendencies.. So choose your Shepard wisely and journey carefully, pay close attention in unknown territory..
  Some depart and never make it... Most have the chance but never take it.. A few cheat and try to fake it..
It's our purpose to find our way home and  release the quintessence of heaven hidden in flesh and bone..

You tied me to the end of a red ribbon. You're happily pulling me along behind. I'm being pulled through the dirt and scraping and bruising myself on the ground. But when I cry, you don't even turn around. I have no scissors to cut myself free. So you run along, dragging me. I'm stuck to the end of your red ribbon. Don't forget that as you string me along. I'm a human with feelings and I'm bruised and battered and hurt. I've begged to be let free but it's like you can't even hear me. How long will you string me along?

where the river pours out into the ocean
and the forest is no longer sparse

blood when it rushes to my cheeks
when our fingertips meet
and my eyes are wet
you don't see
i'm not beautiful on my own
you sustain

You are a flame inside me
Flickering,
Teasing,
Caressing,
Smoldering.

You are far away
Yet so close
Teetering on the edge of my imagination.

The yearning is the knowing
The mere knowledge of you
That you are existing somewhere
Somewhere my reality can’t touch.

My words spill out of me
Like candy from a piñata
Pages and pages
Poems scattered about like hungry pigeons.

You make me so hungry
So eager to express
To spill my inner self onto empty pages.

You are my muse
My cruel inspiration
The tears staining my pillow.

I am dancing on a cloud
Unnoticed by you
As you live your life
Unaware of mine.

My words are endless
My thoughts knowing no bounds
As I imagine your eyes
Penetrating through me.

You are my fantasy
My never forever
My drug of choice.

You are the fuel that keeps me writing,
Feeling,
Expressing.

You are my special light
Turning on inside me
When all my creativity is turned off.

I want to ravish you
Bite the buttons off your shirt
Loosen your necktie
Drown in your eyes without a life jacket.

You are my muse crush
The smile on my face
The pain in my heart
The hello that never comes
The inevitable goodbye.



© 2014 Stacey Handler

a rare soul
that will awaken mine from its deep sadness,
a soul that will refresh my life into a world of color,
a soul that will unconditionally love me
and travel miles just to hold me.
My soul will find yours someday
because that's the kind of soul I deserve to be loved by