It's another night of no sleep.
So I grab my hoodie,
and I walk the streets.

My mind is cloudy,
but the sky is clear.
I love when the sounds of nature
whisper in my ear.

After the sun sets,
I have no stress.
After midnight
is when I feel best.

Its 3 A.M
and I should be in bed,
but I like to feel free
so I walk the streets instead.

I'd trade in my acoustic guitar
for you any day.

I'd stop writing poetry
if it would make you stay.

Art is a passion, but you're my whole life.
Without you I'm just a blind man gambling with dice.

You broke me down,
but I will rise above.
These days
you need strength to love.

Though...

how much strength
do I have left?
I continue to try,
and do my best.
But I'm not fit
to be apart of the rest.

That's the in crowd
with the long relations,
and the couples based off nothing,
but have a strong foundation.

That's not for me,
based on my past.
Relationships for me
aren't meant to last...

I showcase you in my poetry,
I rant about you in my story.
You're the epicenter of my tragedy
because what happened to us is a travesty.

The past should be the past,
and you should be that.
Though, I want you to be my future.
I'm the hero, but without my villain, I'm not super.

You're inspirational
like the beauty of planet earth.
I believe we we're destined to meet
since the day of our birth.

I rant about you,
I write about us.
Our life story will be based on love,
unlike the others based on lust.

I caught a whole mess of feelings.
It's something I haven't planned on doing,
but it just kind of happened.
It wasn't up to my choosing.

She paints the heavens with her words.
Her voice is more beautiful than music from the birds,
and it's cliche, but she rocks my world.
I wish we could be together, I wish I could call her my girl.

But it was only a crush.
Temporary love turned into dust.
Though the feelings still stay,
as my heart turns to rust.

Is it feelings or is it lust?

I have no clue
I just know I caught feelings.
Something I don't want,
It's something I find unappealing.

You make me so stressed out,
I feel like the strings are about to snap.
And sometimes I wish they would
so I can walk away and never look back.

I just want to be free
like these words whenever I write them down.
I've stressed myself out
all just to make you proud.

Proud enough to call me yours.
Proud enough to accept you're mine.
Proud enough for you to not come home
smelling like another mans cologne half past nine.

I'm so stressed out
I've become dehydrated from these tears.
The scars you engraved in me
will stay visible for years.

I'm so stressed out because you've broken
what I've tried to so hard to rebuild.
I never thought death would be better
than the pain I currently feel

Today I cried for the first time in years.
Bawled my eyes out until I ran out of tears.
Every thing wrong in my life has finally caught up to me.
I let it all out, but somehow I still don't feel free.

My mind with my heart lay scattered in pieces,
and I'm reluctant to pick them up.
It's not because I wouldn't love to,
but whats the point? Since I've ran out of glue.

Sonder beings pass me by.
A universe lived within each eye.
Chrysalism gives me life,
shut away in my own mind,
a loner is how I self describe.

She sets my sites on where I want to be;
In her arms, where it feels like home,
and where my heart can be free.

I don't want to be on the other side
looking in.
I want to ditch our separate lives,
and let ours begin.

She is royalty,
precious like a gem on every level.
Her touch so soft,
and her kiss so gentle.

She makes me feel so special.

You turn my heart into a kick and snare drum beat.
You send a eurphoric sensation through my body from my head to my feet.
These butterflies are roaring like a lion in its den.
I believe every promise you make, I count on being with you until the end. So don't let me down, I can't take anymore broken promises.
All I ask from you is I give you love, and you give me honesty.

I've never been so in love,
and I'm scared as all hell.
The last time this feeling came along
no one was there to catch me when I fell.

My bulletproof heart
cannot be penetrated by your wicked bullets.
But if you insist on firing your gun,
then grip the trigger and pull it.

I dare you.

Because I'll stand here
taking every shot,
and at the end of the day
I'll still love you a lot.

Sadly.

Anyone** can scribble a few shapes
to make a few words.

But

it takes a passionate writer
to change someones world.

Maybe It's an off day,
or maybe It's something more?
Maybe I'll go another year
without writing a word more.

I thought I was getting better,
maybe It's just the weather?
Maybe I'll never get it right,
but maybe I'll never pull it together.

Maybe we're on a break,
or maybe we're done forever.
So many questions
and my only response is "whatever".

I just want to be happy.
I just want to think clear.
I'm tired of living by a life or death choice.
I'm tired of living in fear.

Someday I'll pack my bags
and just disappear.
I'd make sure to leave a note
so my loved ones will not come to tears.

But I won't tell them where I'm going
because I don't want anyone to know.
I need to go some place relaxing,
some place where my anxiety won't show.

I often dream all day, here and there,
about sailing the ocean,
despite my aquatic fear.

Something about the ocean,
and sailing
puts me at ease.
Maybe it's the openness,
I've lived most of my life surrounded by the trees.

Or maybe its the soothing sound of the waves
crashing, and splashing.
I'd take a few beers, a book, and I'd be straight relaxing.

I just want to FINALLY feel free!
I'm done with this crippling depression.
It's kind of funny how I'm supposed be my own person,
yet I'm chained to self oppression.

You feel like home.
In my arms is where I want you to be.
It's cold out there tonight.
So baby, spend the night with me?

Goosebumps cover my body,
there's a cold whisper in my ear.
"Run, boy" he tells me,
"Death is here."

Our words started to stutter,
and our lips began to quiver;
tears formed in our eyes,
enough to fill a river.

We couldn't say the right words,
but in that moment
no words could give us closure.
The silence spoke for us,
we both knew it was over.

Shattered hearts
and
broken skulls.
Once a vibrant bond
has become so dull.*

Cracked dreams
and
silent screams.

*We're about to burst,
but
neither of us want to talk first.

This universe is huge!
I mean MASSIVE!
The wonders of this world
are simply fantastic.

But you're the woman I find most attractive.
Since the moment I've met you,
You've held my heart captive.
So please don't stretch it,
it's not made of elastic.

Her laugh paints a work of art more beautiful than Vango.
Her eyes twinkle like the stars over Rhone.
In her eyes, I get lost.
My breath is taken by her beauty.
Her cheeks are more red than a glistening ruby..

when I kiss her.

Gently she smiles,
kissing me back.
"I love you"
she says.

Three words I'll never forget.

Set fire to my elder work,
that trash litters my creative nature.
The uneducated me
has become a complete stranger.

Through her eyes, I see a galaxy of pain.
A broken soul, who has lost her name.
No identity to cherish, no path to follow.
Torn apart from the inside, her chest is hollow.

She looks me in the eyes and cries out in fear.
Holding me tight so I do not disappear.
I tell her I'm never leaving, and I'm here to stay.
But she can't believe me, so she pushes me away.

Arms folded as she walks with her head staring at the ground.
She looks for happiness, but it's nowhere to be found.
But all she had to do was look back, and see me waiting.
Maybe then she would have believed I always planned on staying.

I'm never giving up on you,
and why would I want to?
I'm not the one to profess my love and leave,
I'm more scared you would do that to me.

I fell many times
before you helped me back up.
So why in the hell
would I want to give you up?

So I don't plan on leaving,
I've never even thought about that day.
You got me for as long as you'd like,
I've always planned to stay.

Show me the beauty in life,
inform me on the happiness I can achieve.
For right now, I no longer believe.

I no longer believe in true love,
and my faith is becoming weary for the man above.
Every smile I present, and every laugh I chuckle
is an imitation from the person I once was.

So I beg of you,
if I continue our walk together;
show me happiness and show me things can get better.

Here on the beach is where I stand,
holding your hand with our feet in the sand.
Wave upon wave crashing into our bodies,
but they'll never break us apart
because I'll never let go...

Not even for the life of me.

She does not care who needs to suffer,
all she needs is herself to love her.
She is the eater of souls;
man's greatest fear,
and woman's greatest enemy.
She is a false prophet among us,
she is the reason for a day of reckoning.

Difficult,
heart breaking
full of sadness
endless glasses of scotch
and other hard liquors.

College makes me too tired
to write a poem.
Why am I going to college, again?

Mom

I love you so much, please have no doubt.
I know I've been a pain, but I don't blame you for a thing.
You did what was best, and I made you suffer.
In reality you're amazing, you're a mom like no other.
If I can be as half as strong as you, I'd be in disbelief.
And even when I was complaining, you still loved me.

No apology can *EVER  make up for what I've said.
But at least you can rest tonight with this in your head.
I have beyond the average amount of respect for you,
I'll never stop loving you. You're my mom, and you're my hero.

*I don't deserve you.

I miss the old you so much, it hurts.

The one who cheated on me for a year, and broke my heart several times.
The old you that made me jealous every second of every waking moment
because at least the old you laughed, and smiled, and could look at me without being utterly depressed.

At least I was happy during the good times, but since our rekindling the good times haven't come back.

What does that say about the new us? What does that say about me? News flash, it's not good.

Today I'm in love,
and my heart is dancing all around.
The butterflies buzzing in my stomach
show no sign of calming down.

Today the colors are brighter,
the air a little bit more fresh.
I woke up this morning
feeling more than blessed.

I cannot describe in full
the feelings I currently feel,
but to have her in my life
is a pretty big deal.

She's stunning, magical,
elegant, and blissful.
When I'm around her,
everything is so peaceful.

She's my super dork,
through the good and the bad.
Never have I ever
considered someone this freaking rad.

I refuse to surrender,
To give you everything wouldn't be enough,
And I vow to fight for you until the day I die
Because your love is what makes me tough.

Your love keeps me going,
You're everything I wished for
from your flawless lips, to your caring core,
You're my dream girl, and I couldn't ask for more.
I don't want her, I want you, and only you,
and I'll prove it when I say the words "I do".

I love you.

You were the real "American Dream",
and you supplied our lives with endless delight. You gave us long lasting smiles every time you'd step up to a fight.

In four plus decades, you never quit. With over fifty titles under your name, won all with wit.

Your legacy will forever be imprinted in history. Your name forever in our hearts. You showed wrestling isn't just entertainment but it's also an art.

Virgil "Dusty Rhodes" Runnels Jr,
from the west shores of America to the east shores of Japan, you will always be loved by each one of your fans.

For you were more than a man, and you were more than a dream, you were the real deal, and an inspiration to me.

So I say my goodbyes and show my respect in this short and tacky poem. A new king in the heaven of legends has now taken the throne.