Living within my madness
Which contains and freezes the deepest of my insanities
That can no longer be kept inside and are ready to lash out
Ready to erupt like a volcano causing so much grief,sadness and terror.

Thoughts that keep unraveling without my consent
Makes me go crazy , telling me not to cry
This feeling is tearing me up and cannot follow my commands, it has its own mind

let me near enough
to touch you

i don't mind
getting cut
on your edges

It takes time to write a poem.
Nothing's happened for some years.
Wish I had some of a story.
Nobody wants the empty tears.
Never knew if I had emotions.
Never knew there was something to write down.
Stuck to more everyday stories.
Now my life turned around.

Stumbling around in the same circle
Only hearing words that are hurtful
My hand cover my ears
My eyes flooded with tears
Make up running down my face
Mind racing all over the place

Questions spin
In the end, did you win?
Was it something I wore...that made you call me a *****?
Could I have done more...to keep you from walking out the door?
My heart you tore...and you threw the halves on the floor?!

The first boy to say "I love you"
And the first boy to say "I hate you"
Said I was perfection
Now you can add my heart to your collection

You make the choice.
You can either carry on, or give up.
You can laugh about it or you can cry.
You can keep quiet or speak your mind.
You can cling to your independence with all your might,
Or learn how to ask for and accept help.

...You can go for it, or you can just get out.

you may not know me
face to face,
but you and I have connected
heart to heart through words.

Our lives are woven together by
the tapestry of words,
and into a living breathing poetry.

you and I are no longer strangers,
but fellow poets and sojourners
on this journey of creation.