how dare you?
how dare you shove your maple syrup words down my throat,
telling me what i should do with my black hole of a future?
how dare you neglect every thought my mind has ever had,
erasing and replacing them with yours?
how dare you force me to live in your shadow,
no matter how dark it may be?
has it ever crossed your mind that i don't want to be a shadow,
but my own sun?

the title of being a sun is all i have ever yearned for
in my sixteen years of being the moon.
i dream of my utopia:
i'd be the sun casting the darkest of shadows on you,
forcing you to swallow my words like cough syrup,
pouring every ounce of pain and jealousy from being your younger sister,
onto you.

and now that you're gone,
i regret not absorbing every detail like a sponge,
i promise i'll be better...

i want you to shove words down my throat until they reach the pit of my stomach,
i want you to take me into my blurry future
until it becomes crystal clear and i can see my reflection from miles away,
i want you to reject all my new ideas
(they're all probably wrong anyways),
and i want you to remain the sun,
for i am the moon,
who's light is all borrowed from you.

but now i'm stuck writing useless words miles away from you,
hoping you'll read them,
and understand all the pain you've inflicted on me,
take heed of  all the visible scars that you casted on my mind,
realize all the guilt and agony that has been lingering around my heart,
because once you left our house,
you never once left my mind.

Can't you see what you have done?
Broken me down and beaten me to the bone.
“No” has become meaningless and pointless.
Your words echo around my brain
where shattered memories lay in waiting.
You've ripped my body completely in half.
Wake up, please wake up.
It’s just another dark day
living in the place commonly known as Hell.
The demons are real and they live inside of me.
I can't fight them off.
As my strength is fading,
I pray to God that he'll just show up.
Can you hear me?
It’ll all be over soon.
Can you hear my heart beating?
Slower,
             slower,
                         stopped.
Can you hear me?
Open your eyes and breathe.
You have taken everything from me.
Listening to them laughing, teasing and cat-calling.
He’s grinning again, insatiable and ludicrous.
It's not over,
will it ever be over?

A collaboration between Neva Flores and Mark Albert http://hellopoetry.com/-mark-albert/ and of Writers Cafe  http://www.writerscafe.org/Insomnius

I paint pictures in my mind with your smile and your voice,
Always hungering and wondering what you paint in yours.
I have a feeling that your thoughts beckon my own,
turn my resolve into a burning  liquid even the sun has to adore.

When the Sun has gone, and thoughts turn to sleep,
this man dreams in colors drowning me in the sea of your woman's heart.
Still, here I am crying out in a voice full of fight afraid to look into your eyes
as my heart could be destroyed, my world torn apart.

I lay still trying to obey the face of time, to let go soothing trickles of reassurance
in shimmering beams given from the Moon.
While we both use words when our eyes are not closed, mine are complex
and yours easy to hold..dropped from different hearts, yet in tune.

It is enough, holding this dream for now. With eyes, hands, and hearts unfurling,
slowly opening through barriers erected from the destruction past.
I believe in these two hearts that are beating as they write about love differently.
Today I will take down those barriers, just don't enter too fast.


© 2012 Neva Flores and  Mark Albert

I waited for you
An avalanche of good intentions

I’m waiting for you
Here’s to nothing
We’ve made it there

I know you look at everyone that way
But I felt like your gaze was for me
That gorgeous smile, quite infectious
Was not for only me
Those poetic thoughts, inquisitive notions
Poetry written, my head was in slow motion
Time felt slower with you around
As I felt my cheeks flush and my lovely heart pound
You gave me honesty, when you spoke of the
Intense feelings of love you hadn't for me
But for a girl, quite undeserving
She lacks that
Iridescence you harness
Your romantic spirit, view of life
Still even a remnant of our 'significant' moments
Brings my heart aflutter
And my soul to a pause
Never before has one look stopped my tracks
But your does that, and so much more
You fail to recognize, that love struck look within my eyes
My shaking hands, my voice trembling
These feelings I haven't a problem remembering
As smart as you appear to be
You're just daft when it comes to your simplistic feelings towards me

Tears dripping across my cheeks
When I recall that way I felt
Knowing you wanted her all along
The kindness
Sweet words
Smiles
All misinterpreted
Silly, naïve me
Heartbroken, lamenting
No one to relate to
For others are lucky
Some in life don't get the romance
The hugs, soft touches, warm kisses
Sweet words, love letters
All they get
All I get
Is pain
Embarrassment
The crushing blow of rejection
Never did I know a pain more persistent
Tears continue to fall
Soon they'll stop
But that pain will return soon again