Is it a rebound or simply love at first sight?
Thinking about that one person all day and night.
Emotions are flowing throughout your cores
waiting for the day for them to be yours.
People afraid of being rejected, hurt or overlooked
but when you see that one person you become instantly hooked.
Breakups and heartbreak were once a strife
now accepted as a part of life.
A stranger is just an un-introduced friend.
Can be in your life for a second or until the end.
Staying with the familiar doesn’t make sense
It can be the very reason you become tense.
People are attracted to the weird and strange
so that one stranger can help make that change.
Something that’s strange is needed by all
So once you have it don’t let it fall
If you meet a stranger just give them a chance
Cuz the strangest thing in this life, is romance.

Tomorrow when I wake up I'm finding my brother
and making him take me back down to the water.
That lake where we sailed and laughed with our father.
I will not desert him. I will not desert him.
No matter how I may wish for a coffin so clean,
or these trees to undress all their leaves onto me.
I put my face in the dirt and then finally I see
the sky that has been avoiding me.
I started this letter; I'm going to send it to Ruba;
It will be blessed by her eyes on the gulf coast of Florida.
With her feet in the sand and one hand on her swimsuit,
she will recite the prayer of my pen.
Saying, "Time take us forward, relief from this longing.
They can land that plane on my heart, I don't care.
Just give me November; the warmth of a whisper
in the freezing darkness of my room."
But no matter what I would do in attempt to replace
all these pills that I take trying to balance my brain;
I've seen the curious girl with that look on her face,
so surprised she stares out from her display case.

I can't get her out of my head
It's this girl
A stranger to me, yet all I can think of
Beautiful beyond belief
A million dollar smile
The easiest laugh I have ever had the pleasure of hearing
Its this girl
And she will never be mine

Walks in the park
Naps in the sun
I just want some tea by the fire
Skinny dipping at midnight
Kisses stolen, snatches of heaven
Secrets shared, sleep long forgotten
I just want to love, and be loved

That's not how it works though
For me, anyways
I will get loneliness
Nights spent by myself
Nobody to share the blanket with
Or to rely on, while being relied on

Its this girl
And she won't be mine

Is there a hell?
A place where cursed souls go to suffer for their sins
Burning and wasting away for all eternity in the fiery depths?
With Lucifer, the Devil, the famed fallen angel, ruling with an iron fist?

Why yes, my friend
There is
But, not the hell religion gave us
You see, hell is here on Earth
And it is a place inside of us
The dark, evil twisted areas of the mind
The suffocating darkness, the stinging emptiness
Hell is the loss of hope, and love
When you can't see any way out
And you drift along, not living
But surviving
Barely
Blood draining, lungs filled with smoke
Long Sleeves all summer, because that's how you roll
Hell, my friend, is where I was,where I am
Where you left me, alone
To struggle with the abyss inside of me
Weaponless, powerless
Faltering
Dead

I had to take this survey
today at school.
And it asked me
how I wanted to
improve myself.

             So,
I've been thinking about that
   all day.

I'm tired of being forgotten
and abandoned;
nobody likes being picked last.

I want to be someones
primary choice.
Their number one.

         I have never experienced that,
                                       ya know?

I hope that some day
there will be someone out there
that is compelled
to experience me.

I want someone to have feelings towards me
like I will always have feelings towards you.

That kiss I once remembered
Now lost forever
Locked the memories of you away
In a jeweled box full of photographs
Tossed over the board
Into the sea of misery
Dry tears full of sorrow

I'm gonna sail away
Sail on to a new tomorrow
On to the next great adventure
Into the unknown my darling
It's a sad, sad goodbye

It's hard
To undo
my skeleton hands
Letting go from what we once had
Great treasures
The wealth of our memories
I once held upon my broken heart

Sail on.....
Sail on.....
Sail on......*

By Steven B. Craig Oct 2012