Mock what I am made of
I have deserved it
And now you are delivering
What only is right
Slicing at what I have built
Out of the slices of others
I had a high rein
But what goes up must
Be rebelled against
And must fall
And I fell hard

The never-ending branches
Of complicated things
People connected to me
Like lace fit for Satan's bride
Vain relationships
Flimsy fake friendships
I had so much pride in them
Even I wonder why
Why I had so much pride

I have nothing to be proud of
And I never have
But I know now
And I deserve it
My rein is over
Goodbye my timid subjects
I cry for the pain I caused you
But my eyes are dry
For the blows I receive
As my punishment
As I fall

Some say I'm too emotionally invested, love
Some say it's all gonna fall apart now
I know it will, yes I know

But I can't bear it, no I won't bear it
Losing you to time, darkness creeping in
Now we are happy oh yes so happy yes

Just look at us laughing look now
I know deep somewhere though, stop telling me
Tell me more jokes now, love

The dark isn't there, just disregard it please
Us two will be split soon
But it's better to ignore the inevitable

To save the pain

For later

The dark isn't all so bad

It will free you

In lightness there lies

Wretched daggers of light

Stabbing your eyes

If only light itself were porous

Soaked with the blood of our kin,

It would be

And dripping with desire  

Which glints like diamond's fire

But touch it and it will burn

Burn you like the embers wrought

Across Poe's own chamber floor

And pushed into a darkness

Light

A darkness unlike the darkness here

The sheltering, nurturing cool swirls

Of navy beauty

Rest assured here,

that nothing can harm you

Mismatched furniture welcomes another day together

The couch leans against the cracked paint on the walls

Sunlight wanders in, bounced off the gray rooftops of the flats adjacent

The sweetest coffee is dripping, eager to serve it's purpose

While indie melodies roll low like the clouds

A white kitten is perched on a small wooden table,

It is a treasure discovered at a flea market

A trolley ride got me there

It was a ship set sail to conquer the familiar

The coffee shop around one corner had paper lanterns

And another around the next just opened

And if you walk one block south

There's another there, it has the best espresso

The fog drifts in from the bay like a cool caress to the land

As I walk up the stairs to my sanctuary

White kitten purring as the clouds roll over

The clouds move with such sincerity

And the bay sparkles and starts to froth

In anticipation of the coming autumn

I set my keys down in the wooden bowl on the counter

Everything is right

You helped me though
Some awful times
Now where did you go?
What can I do?

I can't bear the fact
That you are gone
Was it just an act?
With actors, too?

You have all new friends
And I'm happy for you
But can't you just pretend
To be mine too?

I miss you more
Than I can count
I walk out the door
But I look out
And don't see you
   Like I used to

I miss those times
I miss your smile
I want to find
Your friendship once more

Through this sea
Of drowning darkness
This just can't be
My bones are sore

You aren't here
To hold me up
You had to disappear

What do
I do
Now?

Sitting on a Sunday morning
Lazy on the couch
TV on and laptop humming
I breathe the smell of bacon

Coffee mug in hand
Mocha swirls around inside
Makes me feel so warm
So alive with my heart beating

Air as fresh as the clean linens
I just crawled out of
Cold tiles are no match
For my fuzzy socks

I don’t think about my schedule
What I have to do tomorrow
Or my lengthy list of chores
Just think about this Sunday morning

Just breathe the Sunday air

crackle
goes the fire
possessed
by my ****** heart  

Flying sticky waves
Of achy-stabby sweetness
Going towards the boys
Towards the girls, to everyone

A never-ending flash
Induces a hyperactive coma
We all sleep together
With our organs jumping around inside

A complicated mix of particles
Together form waves
Just like light that comes from grandma's lamp
Soft like a kitten  

This panting babbling concourse of love  
We understand it like frogs driving cars
Races through our minds like molasses
It fills us with *****, sweet *****