I've been blessed
by a goddess
in disguise.
Her everyday dress
tries to suppress
but doesn't fool me.
I understand
who she is
fully.

Kindness incarnated.
Through her
in a sense
I feel liberated.
Judgement is non-existent,
for her love
only knows
acceptance.
Redemption is her touch.
That feeling...
Her love...
I just can't get enough. (pun intended ;)

But,
her transience...
I'm left in pain
from her absence.
Regardless,
my faith
still remains.

Has she pulled
the wool
over my eyes?
Maybe so
I admit it
I'm hypnotized.  
Mesmerized even.
Right now
her love
is the only thing
I believe in.

However you can,
express it.
Don't keep it inside
and repress it.
If your feeling unhappy,
tell someone why.
"There's no need, I'm fine."
It's ok,
You don't have to lie.
I'm here
and will stick by your side.
So tell me,
What's on your mind?

In short, I'm ******...
Honestly can't believe
I gave up your bliss,
for this?

******* galore,
doing nothing but menial chores.
As usual, at first
it's always a pretty door.
Then you step in and soon realize
you don't wanna be here anymore.

At first it was ok,
but it always goes down this way.
You try to fit in,
but they're all riding on
a different hay wagon.

Bliss filled ignorance
dipped in chocolate
then giving me ****
because I'm not eating it.

And talent...
it's always hidden before seen.
So before they've see mine
there's no point in them being mean.
They're smiling, but I can tell they're faking
I find it a little irritating.
I'm tired of suppressing these feelings
but now I'm thinking I need to express them,
so I can begin the process of healing.

I'm a little on edge, please be wary
my state of mind is sure to vary.
To the next ******* who denies my being
a big fat F U is what you'll be seeing!

two years ago I died
trying to figure out how to live
but now that i'm "alive"
I feel even more dead.

way back when
when I was cracked and bruised and struggling
consciousness never left me.

now a days
days go by without notice
noticing very little
little to be enjoyed
enjoying almost nothing
nothing remains.

now, awareness is
that long forgotten friend
showing up when it doesn't matter.

To me it's -
Your in pain, I'm in pain.
You cry, I cry.
You **** yourself because the pain is too much to bare.
I suffer wondering what I could've done because I care.
I pull my hair out thinking of what I could've done to save you,
but in the end eventually end up taking mine too