I crawl unnoticed
into your bed,
having done so many times before.
I know you.

Familiar is always inviting.
The warm sheets, welcoming pillows
bound reflexively around you.
I am that inch of the bed
you never knew.

Darkness and discomfort rapidly infect
the free-spirited bliss that befriends you daily

Toss left.
Toss right.

Your brain in my hands,
a black slab of clay

Open your eyes,
all that seemed so clear, now
clouded like a stone dropped
into still shallow water.

I decide to unchain you,
for you may manage your physical existence, but

I am the puppeteer of your alternate reality.

Oh, Agony, how sweet the sound
Of dreary tears as they pound the ground
The bitter sweet sorrow, of a breaking tomorrow
Of A Shattered Dream
Painted across the sky
In effervescent hues
Of black and grey
A seemingly endless menagerie
Of white hot thunder
Singing the madness away

If I could show you an image
A simple mirage
Of better places, times simply ours
If I could show you, the elegance of care
The soft sweet touch, of my hand on your velvet hair
Speak to you in whispers, words so soft they're barely even there
If I could feel you, a soft weight spread across my chest
A tiny hand delicate in frame, which upon my shoulder would rest
If I could show you, the compassion in my eyes
The sincerity that therein lies
If I could gift to you, this tiny little heart
Small but precious, a delicate work of art
Intricate in design, and a bright red in hue
Solid as steel, yet hollow through and through
Yet I promise a light burns inside at the first glimpse of you
If I could show you this fantasy
This empty little dream
I could make a mirage reality
A drop of hope, a stream

I saw the words on a page
And read their joy
Their hope
Their heart

I saw the words on a page
And it ripped my world apart

I saw the words on a page
Penned before my heart was yours

I saw the words on a page
Of how your love for her endures

I saw the words on a page
Kept with all your special things

I saw the words on a page
Read dreams of wedding rings

I saw the words on a page
Of a dream you never spoke

I saw the words on a page
They made my own begin to choke

I saw the words on a page
Of a time when love was true

I saw the words on a page
And read what she means to you

I saw the words on a page
You claim love never dies

I saw the words on a page
Now I see it in your eyes

I saw the words on a page
You know my hearts allure

I saw the words on a page
I know that she holds yours

I saw the words on a page
I see what you can't deny

I saw the words on a page
Your love for me belied

I saw the words on a page
And read their joy
Their hope
Their heart

I saw the words on a page
And it ripped my world apart

I saw the words

If there wasn't pain
There would be no poets
For we write about things
That hurt us, damage us, break us

Right?

If I am blessed with magical wings,  I'll hold you tight and fly so high
So you could dance with the moon and sing to the stars
While I watch and admire your talent with a proud sweet sigh
And let them take you on a journey from Earth to Mars

If I am blessed with the power to disappear, I'll bring you with me
To a beautiful place with mountains of snow, your utmost enjoyment
So you could make snowballs, whilst your face lights up with impish glee
I'll let you throw them right at me and see your eyes sparkle with merriment

If I am blessed with immortality, I would love you forever
I'll unceasingly protect you from all the masked faces and cruel intentions in this temporary world
I'll stand by you to face every challenge life has to offer
And through the whole path of your life, not yet unfurled...

my thoughts drift away
to the soft brown hues
of your hair beneath sunlight,
times
when your best friend
was down the hall to the right,
and those
nights
full of laughter
as campfire sparks
singed my hair, secret
moments
where the rumble of your voice
sung in my ear and
your intoxicated bedroom eyes-
I touch your scar and remember
not all scars can be seen, but
the beat of your heart
against my bare skin reminds me
we are not broken souls beneath
twilight stars, but
one soul beating with a singular heart
awaiting the oncoming dawn

Never a rose without thorns
You broke my heart
And left me scorned