Once I was

the target

in your eye

for a

moment,



caught there

in your

spider web

mentality.


and I

struggled

for a

10,000 moments

to get

free,


then laughed

at my

myself

when I

did,


on how

ordinary

and simple

and bland



your thoughts

and lies

truly were.


over used

tangled

emotions

of a stupid

burnt

relationship


where all

of my writings

became black eyed

poems of

the closed

****** kind.


that left

me  purpled

bruised and

discarded.


where love

could not

find me.

where love

will not

find you.


but now  I

have found

my falling

star blazing

hot yellow

across

her eyes

melting into

mine,


soaring

laughing

together

as one.


and now

at last

I no longer

wonder

in the

dark..



if your

heart

will

ever learn

to fly

again..