Asleep at the pen The world outside is a chorus of muffled voices Throwing pebbles at my window Unconscious mind swerving in and out of lines Awake dream detective scribbles drunken ink confessions Sleep deprived glutton for depression A caution tape commotion for, My broken heart bravado Pill, Water, Swish, Swallow Simple sorrows warp me back to all my past tomorrows Humans replaced by hollowed husks Staring and sipping emptiness from a chalice Delusional desperado, mounted on malice His six-gun guitar strums, Self-inflicted bullet wounds
I miss how you used to laugh And inspired everyone else to do the same. I miss your fearlessness. Your curiosity. I miss how much you loved to run and play games. I miss a lot of things. But what I miss the most is how pure you were. Like the light from the midnight moon. You were gone too soon, Innocence.
I feel as free as a kite Whom you offer freedom only as much as you could bear . You all let me fly but only to a certain height. And pull me down the moment I get there . Don't I look free ? But am I not tied? Please don't be that way don' t be so bare. Let me fly untied. It's cruel here I am scared .
What kind of freedom is that of a kite? This is what I have been wondering that's how I have been feeling.
You are easy to love You make time for me You are generous with your affection You communicate your feelings for me without hesitation You openly and honestly share your thoughts with me You are curious about me You want to know who I am and you want to know why
I can’t express how much this makes me feel loved and adored The way you love me makes me want to be better for you You have reached into my soul and pulled out emotions I have never felt You spark my imagination and challenge me to explore new adventures I hope I never have to wake from the dream you have given me I want all of you – your laughter, your pain, your passion, and your heart I promise to never take for granted this easy connection – intimate, honest, and rare