you told me you loved
red, blue, and geometry—
and the next morning
i found red
lines on my back
and blue
circles on my neck.
i know you've read
the things i've written.
i know you know
the things i've done.
we share a secret within
the line of our vision.
we never spoke about it.




we never spoke about it.

But I'm not a disaster,
I might be a withering flower
And dying out of air
Begging for you to let me go
Trying to choke my own lungs.

Maybe, I'll cry myself to sleep again tonight,
Or put on a nice dress just to see
If it could bring myself back to the life
I wanted.

Scared, lonely
Bitter and broken.

Screaming..

But I know that
Every tears I've dropped,
Every words I've said,
Every whisper I've spoken,
And every mistakes I've done,
They do not describe me; not at all.

So, I might be missing some parts of myself
But I know,
I am not a disaster.

Its when your dreams manifest in the flesh
nightmares too, that can follow you around for decades
a sham ,shambling, shadow of yourself, sometimes
just getting by, with your head in the clouds, unconcerned
for today, let alone tomorrow, with its fear woven tightly into each unknown hour. Yes its the dream stalked by nightmares come together
to vie for your sanity, to vie for recognition, to become the flesh and bone
that lives out its own premonitions.

We have a fire
so bright and so fierce
Light in the darkness
the power to pierce

We made fire
a spark at the start
Pulling at that wire
the strings of our heart

We are burning and burning
Without end with our might
If only we could see
What it's doing to us, such a fright

The thing about flame
is it's directly to blame
for all the misfortune
by the end of the night

Up in a blaze
The flames and the haze
The heat dust and smoke
But now we are broke

If I could change the time
I wouldn't do so
If I could press rewind
I shouldn't do so

Yet left in pieces
I can surely say
I wouldn't take it
Any other way

Even though the fire
might be turned to ash
I would still have desire
creping in through the trash

I have you now
but I'll never know
When now turns to never
Never again and never more

What I have is what is now
holds me close to never let go
To your love I will bow
Even if I'm hurt to the point of a scowl

Forever I'll think
I'll hope and believe
You were the one
The one meant for me

So here I am praying
to the universe and God
don't you leave me straining
I need him my God.

Too many seek out all,

Wanting more than they have got,

Happiness is not volume,

It's being content with your lot

The world is round,
but it's edges are sharp.