I'm drowning, falling deeper and deeper.
I can't pull myself up, I can't find a way out
The green waves are lapping at me and I'm being pulled out to sea...
I blink and look away; suddenly I'm aware I've been lost in your eyes.
You've been saying my name; I know that you know, I can see it now,
You're aware that I've been lost in you, of my thinly veiled disguise.
My face is heating up and you're grabbing my chin.
You force me to look back to you and you whisper in my ear.
You know my secrets, you're laughing at me, I know it.
You pull me up, your mouth on mine, rescuing me from sea...

Inspired by a little sentence I saw on Tumblr**

You are not a poem, nor are you a song.

You are not the characters in a book or the idiots you see on tv.

You are not a word or a sentence, a comma or a simile;

you are not "the smoke rolling off of your tongue like your cigarette."

Your life is not a movie, but it is a grand adventure.

You are flesh and bone, plasma and eye lash and minerals such.

You are thoughts and motions and actions and emotions.

You are not a waste of space.

I don't ask for much
-- or maybe I do.
Ok, so, I ask for a lot.
-- or sometimes not enough.
I ask for the in-betweens,
the flecks of desire in your eyes,
your hand squeezing into mine.
I beg for the silent promises,
the i-love-you's without words,
the I've-waited-so-long kisses,
and the laughter that falls within.
I seek out, instinctively, the warmth of your hugs,
The gravelly smooth low quality of your voice,
And that darling half smile I hold so dear.
I ask for nothing,
and yet I ask everything of you.
I coax it from you with a simple slip of the tongue.
I ache and need and want..
to give and to take;
I ask for too much and say nothing at all,
I just lie here in bed, and continue to fall.

I can see something inside of you,
that I myself have lacked for far too long.
It leaves me breathless and speechless,
so, with too much to say I babble on.
My lips burn with fervor as I try to capture the words,
I don’t what to say- yet I continue to speak as if I do
The unspoken words lie useless on my tongue
Burning to be heard
Begging to be said out loud
I don’t know what I want
I know that I want everything
I am a walking contradiction
Can you see me struggling with myself?
Just another piece of the puzzle clicking into place.
Oh, the words I so desperately need to say, to hear
Are the ones that are so out of place
Aimless, and wandering, like a line out of my favorite song
Will I ever give up the fight, and let you see?
The darkness, and the brightness, struggling within me?

I'll put my heart in my hand
and wait for you to come and break it
I'll give you this first and final dance
but only if you promise we can make it
This is the sound of you and me
ebbing and flowing violently
This our secret little song and dance
crashing over us and smiling triumphantly
This is the beginning of the past
A million chances and decisions we have to learn from
This a both and blessing and a curse
A way to show me that I don't have to run

A girl with glass eyes
sits sobbing on the stairs
we've asked her to leave
but she only whispers back
"I'm not here."
I'd try harder to make her go,
but when I get closer
it is then that I see
the glassy eyed girl is me.

No one will ever know,
what we have done today.
No one will ever see,
that I let you treat me that way.
I won't show anyone
the bruises, the scars, the blood or pain.
Time will heal and the scars shall fade
The imprint on my soul, however,
will always be the same.
The burning of the flesh,
the blood oozing from my thighs or wrists,
and how you healed me with a simple kiss.
The marks you left on my neck, back, and ***
healed the ugly inside;
the monster I could not bare to face.
It came and went and as I left you
I realized what I knew already to be true...
The monster inside of me was you.