Please set me free now;
Let me go escape
Into the abyss
Of my wild daydreams
Clotted up by fact;
These chains leave bruises,
I've held it in long
And palpable thoughts
Are much sweeter than
Hard, cold, solid truth.

You say I'm lovely, baby; my soul's so free
Yet you imprison me like an animal
Behind bars for being so mesmerizing;
What a sin; you keep me put to watch and revel.

You say I'm strong, baby, but I'm only glass;
Maybe not a mirror but a stained window
So spectacular, as my light trickles out;
Your own Northern Lights; I am breakable, though.

Funny thing about living art is: it dies.
Sad thing about trusting love is: people lie.
Honest thing about heart is: it's in the mind.
Fables about romance: feelings can be kind.

Ruined, wrecked, broken, destroyed
Is the mind with which you toyed.
Empty, stone-cold, dead, flat-lined
Is the heart to which you lied.

"Not, it's fine," sorry will do;
I just hope next up is you.

She's crying glass shards,
Each drip a sharp cut in the soul;
So clear, so pure once
But never to be whole
Again.The clarity
Of the tear is invisible,
Like the living soul
Is showing pieces for visual
Representation
Of the pain it endears right now;
Broken, distraught, gone-
Left to wonder: what? why? when? please?
how?

Lips light pink and soft, like petals to a rose
And eyes that glitter in the light of the room;
Accompanied with a simple smile so warm
It boils ice; that is how my flower blooms.

Water it with each beat of my pumping heart
As the bubbly heat within my chest shines down;
The elements of my compassion serve as
Rich soil; that is how I grow the seed I've sown.

The truest beauty lies in bonds we live for;
I could never wisely ask for anymore
Than you.

Who needs a garden when I have one flower that is priceless?

WHAT does one do when their
Mind is in the clouds
but their Heart is drowning
while the Pain is so loud,
the Thoughts are dazed,
and Memories are a m e s s
that can't be cleaned, that can't be erased...
this ice inside my Chest...
my Lungs are losing air-
but my Eyes stare  off
into a Place of dreaminess...
i'm s p l i t into two
one piece in Earth's core,
sinking
the other up in space
floating
to the other end of the galaxy.

"Stop, don't feel that," I think sharply;
As though I can control mind and
Heart-what a joke, it's like catching
Salt from a pile of sprinkled sand.
"I'm in love," I snide from within,
Yet the pressure boils steady
And I can't help but yearn in such
Overweighing, cold agony.
"Don't look"- my eyes dart straight to him
While the guilt overflows my chest,
Setting the butterflies ablaze,
A raging fire in this mess
That I created at first sight.
"He isn't anything you like,"
I try but I know it'll fail;
It's true but this attraction's spike
Still cuts through like a sharpened blade.
"You love him more and he loves her",
Despite the honesty it held,
The reality was ******.
He has his troubles with his love
And although feelings might be on
One side, this emotion can't be
Shaken; innocence has foregone.
Two options remain: wait and see
Or shut my eyes and feel it bleed.