One glance to the side and she crawled into an uncomfortable ball
Holding her breathe
Slowly letting the walls hug tightly
She froze in silence
No oxygen
No windows
Just the sound of her own heartbeat

Her face puzzled
Deciding weather to laugh or cry
She didn't let fear choke her by the neck
Fore that would have been the end of it

This thing stared deep into her eyes
Strangling her so called innocence
Every smile
Every laugh
Every warm moment danced away as if it were their will to do so
This was no laughable matter

This thing took in the good and released evil
All hell broke lose upon those who dared to cross paths

It became clear to her that this creature
That held the world between its lips
Wasn't just any kind of entity
It was a beast
The kind of beast that would rip your heart right out of your chest
The kind of beast that fed on fear and laughed at your tears
A beast that couldn't enjoy a spark of light
So it couldn't let anything jubilant
Take control of its home

This beast had invaded her home
Which is no longer sweet
Would it be wrong to blame it all on the beast
Or herself for letting it eat her purity away
Leering at the mirror with terror written all over
She accepted the beast

the night I was going to die
I was sweating on the bed
and I could hear the crickets
and there was a cat fight outside
and I could feel my soul dropping down through the
mattress
and just before it hit the floor I jumped up
I was almost too weak to walk
but I walked around and turned on all the lights
and then I went back to bed
and dropped it down again and
I was up
turning on all the lights
I had a 7-year-old daughter
and I felt sure she wouldn't want me dead
otherwise it wouldn't have
mattered
but all that night
nobody phoned
nobody came by with a beer
my girlfriend didn't phone
all I could hear were the crickets and it was
hot
and I kept working at it
getting up and down
until the first of the sun came through the window
through the bushes
and then I got on the bed
and the soul stayed
inside at last and
I slept.
now people come by
beating on the doors and windows
the phone rings
the phone rings again and again
I get great letters in the mail
hate letters and love letters.
everything is the same again.

I still knock even though I know the place is empty
So I walked in and saw the emptiness
I listened to emptiness
Reminisce
"Till the sand is on the other side."

                                                         ­   "One last time."

I collect all the memories we scattered around the room
I hear every sweet words of forever in the room
I feel the love we had

"When this ends..."
                    
                                             "Letting go would be easier."

To let go,
Or to be let go
Which hurts more?
Who had the stronger heart?
Who  had the bigger ego?
Who loved more?

"It's not bad...to be alone."
                                            
                                                   "I can still hold it in."

My eyes are wet
I could remember everything
Your screams
The sound of me when I cry
The sound of me letting go.


                                                     Time's up.

**"But..."
                              
               ­                                                                 ­              "I still love you."

If I were to be a day,
It would be overcast
And I'm not even sure that light
Would come, or ever last. 

If I were to be a breath,
I would be shallow
Hard to take, hard to keep
From a chest too hollow. 

If I were to be a heart,
I would be almost whole
Except for the time I let it sit out
And you pinpricked a hole. 

If I were to be a house,
I'd have an iron-bound door
Nothing would enter without my say
And I wouldn't go out anymore. 

If I were to be a song,
You'd never hear my words
They'd be in a language you don't know
The language of hurt.

'Twas a single flower
that enraptured
my fiery heart with love.

So colorful & radiant,
I ran my fingers through
her lovely soft-petals,
swirled her sweet
intoxicating-fragrance,
& started
the greatest romance.

'Twas a single flower
that enraptured
my fiery-heart with love.

my heart craves something
anything.
lightning, love, hate, fire...
CLEAR!
jolt me, please,
electrify my veins, I've been still way too long-
CLEAR!
the last one like cholesterol
stopping the beats and starving me of oxygen
I don't want something to clog me again-
CLEAR!
I want fresh, free-flowing blood-
CLEAR!
I'll kiss anyone if it just
starts my heart again.
Please, God, start my heart again-
CLEAR!
"oh, well... looks like it's over."
"time of death?"

Some mornings
smiles seem wider
your lover's hands
seems softer and hold you longer

Some afternoons are sublime,
beyond scripting
with skies
of unending blue

Some nights  
clocks tick louder
move slower
like life will go on and on

Some moments
are charged with electricity,
love flows down the circuits.
one becomes weak in the knees

Sometimes you get
close to others
and know enough
to sit and watch love grow