If i had the choice
I would un-know you
And get to know again
Like the last time
I would do the same
And feel the same
And get my heart broken
The same way
Just to know you
And feel that way
For a while  
For just a second
I would be heartbroken a lifetime

Man, this Haiku *****.

It's not going anywhere,

It barely made sense.

I just don't understand why you seem mad when I'm sad

What the **** did I do?

Where are you hiding?
Come out from your shell
I've been ringing the bell, but you refuse to open your door politely,
Finally you answer my call..
I've been waiting half an hour, outside your window,
I didn't have anywhere else to go, so let me in!

I just looked at the fire pit all full and overflowing

with ribbon-fire a bit like the beer can I think I'm holding

thinking about burning oxygen not kindle running my hand

through to feel but too fast to know what it might be like

without burning alive or maiming to the point of uselessness that I

couldn't sense with a lack of nerve endings in my puddle of

finger tips deconstructed into money I gave the bartender for

remembering my name until the wolf whistled in the closed night

that I recognized and dilated down to now

i wanna feel
like i can go anywhere
like the world is my playground
and not my prison

i want to feel free
to see the open road in front of me
driving somewhere
anywhere but here
while covered in a sheen of sweat
the windows rolled down
letting the warm summer air
drift in and out of the car
my heart feeling light in my chest
i could fly away
i could do anything. . .

It wasn't my warm body against the cold bed
the subtle creeping darkness,
the sound of the rain against the window pane,
or the sound of my own breathing
that kept me awake
on a night like this.
But the constant reminders
of what I could have done
what I should be doing
where I should be.
I now understand
to achieve my dreams
I must be
Anywhere
But
Here.