I have braved storms,
I've been stepped on,
I stood next to prettier flowers,
I discovered my powers,
Yet I'm still blooming;
I'm still standing.

I will not pull out my own petals
Just to satisfy an onlooker.

My loved ones, the bees;
They looked over me.
Made sure I have sunshine
and water until I'm fine.
Pulled out my weeds
and gave me all my needs.

You see, I'm the strongest flower;
And I'm still blooming.

-m.b

even
if
one grain of sand
thus
filled
with
holy light
thus
driven      
by
the
spirit of God

we
kissed
the
red
lips of sin
while
our
souls
upside down
in
Hades

We were watching Happiness
Alone in the dark
We got so hot we could
not hold it back

When under love's spell
Your rules and prisons are bent
You break your hidden doors
Discovering something lying ahead...
Moans high like heaven

When in love
you see things a different way
New senses everywhere
New realizations sent

When deeply in love
You can catch the world
And see the motions you never saw before
The colors they change
You read the signals
In a new fangled take

But I broke way too fast

Now it's a whole different day
Although love remains
And I find myself thinking
the crazy things I did

When in love
A little spice at the door
Thoughts they go crazy
while having fun...

When under love's influx
I lost touch with it
Even with myself
In favor of something else...

But oh God the good love
It's this life's true taste
All that we aim for
Unstable true happiness

But oh God the good love
It's a kiss on a long long night
It opens your eyes
Shows from you a side
you didn't know you had

Tell me where do you draw the line

Deaf ears, deaf ears they fall on
The axe blows to the tree go unnoticed, until ever too late.

But a final giddy cut will awaken us
So that we will have the pleasure of being conscious, as we fall.

But Rome wasn't felled in a day
There was no sudden explosion
It's the drip, drip, of erosion that end's a history

But there were always heralds and signs
Ignored visions that glowed in my mind, like a villa on fire.

That toothless grin, destroying marbled beauty
And your pliant face, happy to be held in those calloused hands.

that sweet orange glow envelops me
as it starts to sing its swan song
but the night is never too kind
for the sunset never gets to finish
and its song remains unsung

however, i do not panic; i do not fret
i know that the sun will have another chance
tomorrow, it will try again
it will sing and it will sing for all its worth

be that sunset
remain vigilant and tireless
sing despite the heavens' determination
to **** your voice,
sing for them as a song so beautiful
the night will remain asleep
and darkness cannot overcome you

Gravel night, nails on a chalkboard,
two styrofoam lids rubbing against
each other in delicious dis-harmony.

I wouldn't call what I do coping.

I thought the truth was buried
somewhere. I dug up your grave,
looking for something real.  

Dead bodies are real, but that doesn't
make them any less dead.

Rope around the wrist, risk surrounding
whim, and the resounding yes.

Just wanna get you drunk off solitude,
want you to know what alone feels like.

I tried to find the more human parts
of me, tried to construct a person out
of the fabric, and spent too much time
threading the **** needle.