When you don't know why

A songbird sings,
A church bell rings,
A country accepts kings,
A flower waits for springs,
A child loves the swings,
A musician plucks strings,
A rich woman is in love with her things,

I guess it all can seem to sting....

Your veins stick out of your arms like needles
They pierce my eyes with tints of blue and green scattered across their lengths
Underneath is purple and red, a color we've all seen too many times
"But it's okay!" I try to say

Yet your veins keep pushing me away

Lines above and under lines form a pathway to your palms
Can my fingers climb that ladder and cling to the warmth of your hand?
"I love you." You say quite bland

Yet your veins keep choking me today

little billie badger joined a circus show
he just loved trapeze and longed to have a go
swinging two and fro flying with such ease
doing lots of  tricks and hanging by his knees

looking at the crowd on the ground below
flying like a bird putting on his show
enteraining people is all he long to do
a circus entertainer was his dream come true

Many people hide their pain behind humor.
Which explains why we couldn't see the hurt to come.
We mention their substance abuse.
We mention their depression.
We just don't address their reason.

Many people smile before our face.
While within sad as can be.
We just think they high upon joy to be living.
Until the news comes.

They have left this earth of the living.
Then ,this is when we go searching for answers.

Her evening breath

tasted of

cool peppermint.

                                        Her sweetest scent

                                        wrapped around

                                        my fingertips.