I watched you all my life,
Taking risks putting up a fight.
I in fear forever held back,
Better than you at anything,
Except courage not that.
I watched in fear tangled with my mind,
My emotions, yet so pure and divine.
My heart rate increases,
I can feel the adrenaline rush.
But with just want thought,
I’m unable to touch.
I watch you Oh brave one so mild and meek.
The way you’d do anything,
Though it would sweep you off your feet.
Though I created you,
You I could never be,
I created a fatal flaw of holding back,
Mentioned in my own epiphany.
I became fearful of that,
Which was suppose to be me.
Though I’d watch you
And believe that I can be.

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Do I write to cure my mind of the things unseen,
By any other human being,
To regain strength from the pain?
That solemnly remains,
In my heart relentlessly stopping me,
From pleasures that are gained?
Am I the one that’s standing alone in the rain?
Or am I myself the rain?
Is it me that is untamed,
Causing bad weather that strikes the pulmonary vein?
Though my thoughts I try to contain.
Am I like hurricane Katrina?
Yet not wanting to cause harm to New Orleans.
So can I relate myself to hurricane Jane?
Who quickly passes over the Bahamas,
Not causing too much disaster,
But after Francis what else is there to be seen?
Did I change everything,
Because it looks like everything’s the same.
Even without me there will be someone with my name.
Just not my fingerprints though, they would have never came.
So really is the world the same without me,
Or would it have a different frame?
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Arrange me then,
Sense you’ve created me.
I beg tell me who I am.

Describe to me my insecurities.
Explain my flaws.
Explain my shallow but bleeding heart.

I cry out in the woods,
A fox that is wounded with a blade,
And you call me clever.

Shatter me I plead,
Ignore my rights,
My potential to speak.

Take away my everlasting features.
Take away my personality,
Take away my thoughtless mind.

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Hold me close,
That I can feel the darkest part of you soul
Tell my lust is no longer opposed,
And my heart feels whole,
To your unfailing love.
I despise you,
Your grip is to eloquent,
Your fingers are askew,
Your body’s prevalence,
Now everything’s anew.
Everyone is after you,
It’s only few that you choose.
Why me again your time is overdue.
My heart clutches though I’m confuse,
I’m tired of an indirect abuse please self remove.
So caught up I lose control.
Or is it you that’s in control of me?
Leave me breathless is that your goal?
Tears run down my eyes so you let me be.
Hold me again please or I shall not speak.

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My eyes whisper
My heart burns,
It feels like a black hole.
Wounded but for love.
My passion ceases,
Only indirectly to cry,
What’s more important,
My future or my cry?
I tend to drift
Emotions too far gone
Emotionally disturbed
I’m not the one.
So helplessly I groan,
Too remove all aspects of pain
My eyes still whispering
But no one else sees.
Hard to take a deep breathe
It hurts my heart.
But I need to try and take it
To release the pain and scars.
My eyes whispering.

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Is this love? I asked myself.
My heart beating fast…..
My blood rushing down my veins.
Breathing so hard I forgot where I was.
Twindle
I paused as I tried to settle myself.
I gripped my pillow tight,
My fingers turning red.
My eyes burst out in tears.
Twindle
How could I be so emotional?
When we were only kids?
I expected it to be the same love,
Like it was back then.
Twindle
Wait there is a chance you might still love me!
But why do I feel my heart crying for help?
I looked out the window for a deeper meaning of love.
All I saw was a dark shallow place that I was afraid of.
Twindle
I sank myself with my tears gasping to take a full breath.
I don’t believe it,.
I had lost myself within an hour,
Because of a childhood experience with you.
Twindle.

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I write to express the way I feel,
Without the ability to write my emotions,
Feelings, expressions won't be free.
I won't be able to reach to my angels,
They won't be able to wrap me in their arms.
I won't be able to experience beauty, in its own light,
With my own thoughts, and tell the world.
My soul won't feel relieved when I'm hiding from the pain,
I won't have nothing to gain lost on the soul train
Is probably where I'd remain.
My lips were already seal before I knew I could write.
Quiet in my own dimension I felt lost though I was in sight.
My abilities grew when I was determined to express.
The the words came, and my writing became fearless.
So now at night I'm writing again not only to speak to my wounds,
But to also reach to others and help my friends.
I write to enlighten my world and whats around me,
I could live in a fantasy, but I can't ignore what I see.
So i write both worlds, yours and mine,
Expressions are but is his or hers verses yours verses mine.

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