These tears taste so familiar.
Do you come with a warning?
Do your eyes come with a life jacket?
Your heart with instructions?
I wish this was easier.
When I'm with you, there are no questions.
You are my soul mate.
I was created for you.
Just as you were for me.
Do you feel it?
You know me so well and yet you have no idea.
I want you so much and yet you still question my words.
I love you.
I never stopped.
I wish I did for the benefit of both of us.
But why?
Nobody will ever make me feel the way that you do.
Your fingertips on my body make me feel like heaven resides here on earth with us in that moment.
In every moment with you.
And I submit myself to you everytime.
The more I drink you, the more I crave you.
And there is not enough poison in this world to drown my thoughts of you.
To submerge my love for you.
Not a hole big enough to bury it.
It's crazy how deep my heart sinks at the thought of losing you again.
I'm out of my mind.
I worry.
I fear.
I love.

i've
        been
                   chasing
                   oblivion
                                    all
                                         my
                                    life.
                   today i
                   realized
         i'm
free                        
       to  
           just        
                   be.  
                            all
                                ­  life
                                          
               ­                            is
                                     beautiful,
                                 i just need to
                             stop long enough to
                                  really  accept
               ­                           life.

With broken wing
She tried to fly
A broken wing
The ruse she tried
On broken wing
The sigh, it died
For broken wing
Her lover cried

r ~ 12Mar14

I'm tired of running.
I'm sick of trying.
I want to stop crying.
I don't know why I keep lying.
I can't keep living.
I know I am dying.
My time is ticking.
My God I'm denying.

You drew a heart
with your pen...

... on paper skin.


Soul Survivor
2014