To return home
Alone in your bedroom
Where no one can see you
And to finally let yourself cry
Screaming silently into the night

My memories have left me, and breath will soon,
Because you left me alone, this afternoon.
I asked the evening sun, I asked the full moon—
They won’t give me light; the dark comes soon!

Maybe I won’t have a next morning;
This feels to me like my last day.
Do you have some words you’d like to say,
Before I become a fading balloon?

I have walked in the woods, by nature,
I have sipped all love, like a green lover.
I won’t dream of doing anything anymore,
But swimming in a blue lagoon!

Love? Is senseless abandon.
Love, is bicycles, tandem.
One person, climbing a *****.
The other owns the rope.

Love is compromise.
The unwelcome surprise.
A construct of lies.
For purpose, we try.

Love is commerce.
Watching a hearse.
Everything you lost.
The total of the cost.

Love is blindness.
Brief notions of kindness.
Tragedy, behind us.
An obligatory must.

Love is slavery.
Elected misery.
A contract to not be free.
We submit, voluntarily.

This is the last time.
She walked out that door.
My reasons, mine.
She asks for more.

I wish her well.
The desired hell.
A flippant subscription.
Greener-grass perscription.

An insipid dance rhythm ignites.
Contrasting all our fights.
I turn and I speak,
The words come weak;

"Baby, don't hurt me"
"No more"

Every time you got better
I would make a mistake
I would think it might last
I would think maybe
Maybe this time it would stick
It was only false hope

Time and time again
The "new you"
Never lasted
In an unexpected instant
You switched back
Just when I thought you changed
False hope

I would rather never hope
Than have my heart crushed every time

If I open my eyes the next day,
Who will shine as my morning ray?
Who will smile at me and light my way,
and bring dreams to my new day?

If I still dream of her,
Will she be here?
Will she walk with me through nature,
and stay with me, forever near?

I need someone's love,
and hands to hold tight,
to feel less alone again,
in the still of the night!

The inspiration is gone
Flew like a flash somewhere
The muse has left

The poet is sleeping

Darkness has replaced light
Heaviness is  in the spirit
As I struggle with my thoughts
As I struggle with my feelings
I am stopped cold
I feel lost

The poet is sleeping

The muse has left
No more sounds of sweet music
No more inspirational thoughts
No more magical dreams
I lost my purpose

The poet is sleeping
I am searching for the light
I am searching for my friend
Inspiration

I hope to find it soon
I miss it

i just wanted you to know
that I've been reading your poems
your stories
your heart
and I too
bleed for these words
like you
and I hope
you read mine too
when your heart
seek for words