I'm not tired.
I'm having a mental breakdown.
I slept plenty last night.

This is the equation for a chemical.
This chemical is everything.
It's your username for just about everything.
And it reminds me of you every time I hear the word.
But it's so much more than that.
It's the chemical that rushes into my brain,
Every time I see you.
Every time I hear you.
Every time I touch you.

But today... I feel drained...
As if all hope of us being together is lost.
But baby. I'm fine.
I just need your reassurance.
Tell me the truth.
Promise me if everything will be alright.
So I can get my chemical back.

“If people are truly,
Madly,
Deeply
In love with each other,
They will find a way.”

Well, baby...
Let's find a way.

she sits patiently
waiting for the light to shine on her
Her tears blind her
Unable to speak because of shadow's grief
The person who owns the shadow is small
But the shadow is ever so large

The girl screams I have potential!
She runs but the shadow holds onto her
She fights and fights to try to find the light
She stops realizing she will always be in the shadow

There's no point crying or screaming or running
So she sits looking into the shadow
The girl whispers to herself I am nothing without the light

On the street edgings
spring
pharmacists,
fledglings,
peddling their wares and
nobody cares.

More people are done by drugs people have done
and it's not any fun
anymore.

I leave them alone now and get
by without them,
somehow
life seems a
lot better.

In the space between
Your lips and your kisses
Are worlds unexplored.

Too tight for a quark to
Slide through.
A molecular mastodon

Universe of questions answered
With microscopic lies, such
As: Is it safe to lay my lips

Upon the warmth of this poet?
Yes.
Yes.

Yes, it is safe. He will never
Cheat. He will never
Lie, he will

Never hurt your
Feelings
Unintentionally.