Riddled with exhaustion
As if I've seen
The sunrise
Too soon

My bones cracked
Like crust
On warm bread
Torn apart
By your starvation

Forgetful
I shake
Seeing things
Out of place

Seeing that
Over there
When it should
Be right here

My love
I wish to be engulfed by you
Drowned in divinity
For you are my goddess

My love and life
Fool I am
To say you are mine
I am your's entirely
A laborer for you

So when you tire
Take rest
I will hush the sun
I will move the tides  
For you
But return
So the sky won't miss you

I say no more
Second chances
But we both know
The second you
Truly want me
I'm already your's

I will not live my life
Settling for conditional freedom
While you mock
My desired independence
For it was you
Not long ago
Who said we shalln't be governed
By those we differ with
But now that I argue
Fighting the law
With a bitten tongue
Suddenly it's not wrong
To be the governor
When it's convenient to govern

I seal my fate
In Signature
Hoping the Devil
Is a lawful man

Don't ignore yesterday's problems
For peace of mind today
Because tomorrow
Will be ten fold of
Two Days ago

We started off so clueless
Acting so foolish
You spoke a promise
Surprisingly unfulfilled two nights later
"I'll see you Friday, right?"
"Of course"
The mirror's so gullible
Three hours of refilled free bread
And dry cups of water later
I leave
Evidently I'm a second option
You should've taken the latter

Strike One

You knew it was a mistake
Sending DMs every few weeks
Desperate for them to be clicked
A year for every lonely hour I wasted
In that air conditioned restaurant passes
And I open your latest cry for attention  
Several vague apologies later
And I swallow my bitter grudge
Like a bowling ball
To agree to another date
This time you showed up
Twice
It felt good
Experiencing what could've been the last time
But the old saying goes
"You never know if you want it until you have it"
Apparently you didn't want me
You took me for granted the second you got me back
And your new crush looked quenching
And your tongue was like a forgotten house plant  
But you don't want my water
So you chose them
Leaving me with the silver medal
Again

Strike Two

This isn't baseball
You don't get a third
You're out

You're the Devil
On my Shoulder
And I'm trying my hardest
Not to listen to you

Mutually ignored
Am I destined
To avoid eye contact
And occasionally
Strike up hopeful small talk
Just for you to continue
Barely missing the chance
For connection between
Two unfitting strangers

Only known to me
Was your name
A few simple letters
Slapped together
Giving me an expectation
Of who you were supposed to be
I scratch through
Your surface level personality
Layer by layer
Asking questions you've never heard
Hearing answers that surprise me
We left the conversation
A little more than strangers

"Forgive me father,
For I have sinned"
I speak not of your god
But a being who believes he is
I must answer to he
Or I shall be punished
Forgiveness is not what I seek, per se
Freedom from his judgement
Is my craving

So it began
As a caterpillar
So neglectable    
Ignoring it
Seemed the best
But wiggling around in my stomach,
I could still feel it
Like an uninvited parasite
"Ignore it, it'll go away..."
I promised myself
And so it did
I didn't feel like throwing up for weeks
Then suddenly my insides fluttered  
Now known to me,
The worm-like sensation
That was supposedly dormant
Only subsided due to
A cocoon  
Now there's a butterfly in me
And I guess it's for you

You spoke it to me
Like it was your last
Then sadness packed your chest
When you realized
I didn't know the meaning
I still don't know the meaning
Not out of ignorance
But lack of experience

What do you mean?
When you say he won't be a man
For the simple act
Of seeing me
As if somehow
His ***** would just
Fall off

Pick a card
Any card

I miss you
You never left
But you changed
You don't speak to me
Not like you used to anyway
I can't talk to you
You've shut yourself out
It hurts
Seeing you hurt
Seeing you broken
And I broke you

Take it off
That idiotic disguise of false-courage
You cascade over your striking face
I want to know you
The real you
Not the character you perform
In the production of uncertainty
I know it's not you
I can see it in the piercings of your mask
The eyes
They're exposed
Telling a silent story

She dragged a pencil
On what once was a mighty tree
Hoping her bottled emotions would burst
Into a beautiful image
But it's hard to sketch a picture
When only words can convey the idea

A man manipulated
By his mind
Builds a fortress of solitude
To keep his self doubt
Unchallenged
He seeks the comfort
Of a farmiliar demon
Ignoring the afflictive
Advice of an angel