I thought that I would be happy to find
What I thought to be the end of my search
Distraught, a sad, and lost, tailless feline
Whose whiskers when in dark will make me lurch
Instead of clear and happy carefree days
The tempest that I feel inside my being
I question if this is the right of way
Results I heed are sitting unforseen
To tumble back to where I once began
Traveling to a wider range of sea
I’ll cast my line with bait of truth and love
And see what type of rarity will be
Maybe this catch will be willing to stay
And i’ll vow not to fish another day.

Will the world ever understand
the anx of my best friend
as she tried to convey her true self

Mentally she paced
as she tried to fill the space
that would paint a path into her head

Im scared!
i cant say

im here for you
your safe

just tell
what it is your heart conveys

Do you even listen when I speak?
Or do you hear only what you want?
I'm sure the latter is the truth.

Do you really think I'm pretty?
Or do you only say that to shut me up?
Its not like I asked for consulence.

Do you even mean half the things that you convey?
Or
Never mind
Your not listening

You are the dream
That I forgot
When I woke up.
And you are dream
That I only ever want to remember.

There was a guy
A rather pale fellow
Odd though his complexion was mellow
Who courted a woman
Far darker than he
Though her complexion
He did not see
He loved her still
Despite protest
His love for her would outlast nothing less
Than the time its takes for world, love, peace
Where ever with her is where he wanted to be
Her skin the fruit of a chestnut tree
T’is was soft and her hair curly
Her smile was timid
Her knowledge was vast
And with him also her love would last
So off they ran
Despite protest
To live long together
Having complete life’s quest

Oh how I wish this could be true
Every time I see you my tongue ties
I only want to express the feelings I hold deep
But with every chance given and every moment having passed
I fail
How do I tell him my heart aches for him
How do I make him laugh hearty and true
How can I be there for him as I want to
Without scaring him
Without coming on too strong
Or too weird


Without him running

I start to love before reason
Feelings fall upon sight
And at that point
I've already lost

Love is a war they say
Most of the time
With me
Its a onesided battle
Against myself

He likes me
I love him
He's nice
I'm perverted
He hates me
I'm cut it back
He calls me beautiful
I get tongue tied
he expects me to talk
He looks at me
He said I'm glad to see you
*What do I do

There's a phrase
I wan to say
Through barrier
Of the tongue
Em thich anh
Rat nhieu
Gosh I like you so much
Aishiteru
I could say
Or even
Querme
No matter the language
The look is the same
The feeling induced by eyes
I've caught his gaze
My hips his hand graze
Language will not be our demise

I feel as though I've made mistakes
To drown in love to be my fate
But yet mistakes I've made so far
Confused to wander with no alarm
I want to be the one he wants
Yet when conveyed its fear he flaunts
Hes awkward im scared i wont find love
to wander alone in this void conclove
so i end with fear in my heart
I've scared away the one for my heart.

My Life In One Poem
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                                  *I have no life

Not a day goes by
Not a day goes
That I don't think of
What could have been
What should have been
What should be
Then I remember
That what could have been
Didn't happen
Because of me.

Light pollution
Plus my ****** camera
Means you cant see the sight i'm seeing
Yet,
It also means the sight i'm seeing isn't all that it could be
I just want to StarGaze

Yet,
Sitting here,
Staring at the stars,
It reminds me of how lonely and sad I really am.
No one to hold-
No being held-
And if it happens-its short lived-and in the end-what does it mean?!?
I want it to be something its not
its because i'm prone to rush into things
and then...
...then, its just sad.
Because while hes being a normal person
I'm off on some spaceship
Willing?
Willing myself to believe
Believe in what isn't
Being extra and non-terrestrial
Making something out of nothing
-well not much-
And debating with myself in my head
I let my wants and realities **** each other


Now I float
No more *overthinking
No more over-hoping
Just going with the *flow, until I float upon some foreign and beautiful shore

Power Of Love

Here goes the a man in a boat
Whose face resembled that a goat
Alone he would stay
Awaiting the day
When the woman he loves provokes

Odd Summer

The day that you see guys with guns
Your first reaction is to run
Oh yes you should flee
You fear what you see
For guns water filled were in fun

Loves Quack**

A girl she fell deeply in love
The guy he flirts with all the doves
Her heart it will break
The break leaves a quake
When hit he will splat like a bug

My emotions roll in waves
Ups and downs are an understatement
On the surface
Events are the same
Flowing in one direction
Yet beneath those steady waves
Are currents flowing in any direction as they choose
I can only sit back and observe
These happenings in nature
Powerless
I am not in control of myself

The tears, they want out
Yet none fall, a thought held in
A way out is found