don't ask me what I'm doing
because I have no idea
  but its like
  
I could sit with you forever and
never have to say anything
   because just knowing
   that there are words
buzzing around your head at a million miles per second
   and there is blood
pumping through your veins, soft and sweet as sugar
   and there are all
the things you are glowing
       beneath the weight of all
           the things you want to be and
just knowing that you exist

is enough to make the world stop-

so don't ask me because
I don't know what I'm doing
   all I know
is that I really, really like
being around you

and I think that's kind of wonderful

You liked my status.
We broke up months ago, but
You liked my status


He broke my heart, so
No matter what facebook says
We're not really friends


I see you're online
I do miss talking, but I've
Got nothing to say

But these egale feathers
that grow under our skin,
someday with show,
and lift us far from
the life we live and
bring us to the life we choose.
Dress nice,
Dance *****.
My baby please dont leave me.
I've lost you once, I cant go again.
Abraham and Issac
one control, one for fear.
Funny, with us it always,
goes goes goes to the bible.
Take the fear,
that holds us back,
put it in a cages,
and throw it to the stars.
Make your wish
as it flies by
the planets moon.
I hold on to you
Neptune, big and blue.

A light, like a faint glow
Flickers on with ever steady beat.
Unyielding though the wind threatens,
To end all with a single blow.

Scenes change, now on different template,
The same voices but foreign tongues.
Yet it stays alight, a bright spot
Despite frozen fingers, eager to end its fate.

Years pass, hundreds of arms
Surround the glow and it dims but never fades.
And in its neglect, in its shadows,
Locked away it stays,

A low-lit burn that distinguishes,
This place from the nameless cities and towns.
From when you first opened your eyes
Until you stepped on a white-wingéd falcon
And your feet touched alien ground.

You'll nest and make your own home now,
Different but familiar birds will sing.
Yet always a candle in your heart, never forgetting
Where you came from, where you first got your wings.

Even after all is said and done.
The war paint scrubbed off.
Family emblems desecrated into ashes.
What remains of us?
Simmering brass pots over roaring fires now calmed,
Seamless transitions from the fire of life to watery depths.
Scars that will never fade and marks that can't be erased.
No paint thick enough to cover up the pain.
We'll never know the stain, we leave on the earth.
That we might leave our blackberry juices seep into every corner.
It's easy to do,because we'll never know the hurt.
"PEACE" ,the seagulls scream, from one ocean to the next,
but we know better than to pray in vein.
For through white washed shutters we will see,
What we've left behind in our penultimate ******* heap.
Is this to be my friends, is this to be our legacy?

Hesitation enveloped me in bubble wrap,
My every word was watched in case it led to a trap.
You were in a cell I couldn't and still can't understand,
I reached for you but I was bitten
by two midnight hounds by your sides.
My faith you earned and so it was given,
from golden memories over time.
How I longed to storm the barricades,
and surface you up to the world of air.
Hammer in hand, break you out of reverie your frozen cave,
That embitters your veins and hardens you like sandstone not to care.
Will you forever stay a Princess locked in your own palace?
Letting armies of thorns cascade from pillar to post,
and draw blood from with that defensive line of malice.
I know you as more than this, than a wisp, than this ghost.
Meant to leave more on this canvas than a hand print my dear.
A full scale portrait is more suited,
But you've become what you once so venomously despised and held in fear ,
Any whisper of a conscience muted.
"Do  you love me?", you whisper,
And I - most certainly do,
But the more you demand it of me
The more it becomes less true.
So take away your armour and lay it for aside for me.
So I know behind it all you are alive and I was right to believe.