The option of life is hard
To keep on and on without an end
I watch the train arrive and go
I ask myself is this the one
What burden bothers the conductor
Could I stop this train in time
Will he try to die tonight
I've contemplated everyday
The pros the cons
But anyway

Just by reading your words I immediately feel the pain you're going through.
Its probably empathy but I'd like to believe its more than that.
The pattern of your words synchronize with your pain, tears and sweat to create a beauty of words.
Your pain is painful but surely beautiful to me...
I'm sorry for your pain.
I'm a stranger but I would give a thousand bits of my happiness to make you smile because the person that hurt you is an *******.
Go ahead and tell them a random writer said that and if they try something just tell them my eyes change colour in the morning and night, surely that'll scare them.
You're an amazing person and I bet you that one day all this pain will be worth it.
But in the meantime can I just say you're awesometastic.

A True Mother's Love by Patarica D. Nunn
A mother's love is consistent
and patient, it will never fade.

There are some people
Who can't just be described with words
Sometimes they need colors
You were always amber
Sometimes they need temperatures
You were always pleasantly warm
Sometimes they need music
I could dance to your rhythm forever

Maybe my feelings for you aren't that unique
But even if all snowflakes were the same
The sight of one on Christmas Eve
Would still awake the magic in the heart of a child

I've written so many poems
About the way you devastate me
As if you were a hurricane
And I the unsuspecting shoreline
I haven't written enough
About you

There's a certain poetry
In the way you speak
That I could never duplicate
And I could liken your smile
To something that would hang in a gallery
But I won't
There may come a day
When the sound of your laugh
Won't resonate inside me
But today is not that day
Your presence is almost lunar
Commanding me like the ocean
The corners of my mouth
Stretch skywards with the waves
You radiate warmth
In waves of gold and amber
I thought you were the moon
But perhaps you're like the sun

Maybe I don't write about you more
Because it's an impossible feat

I'm afraid to go to sleep
Because I keep dreaming about you
I feel my eyes getting heavy
  And as they droop
    The faint whisper of your lips across my lids
My muscles relax
  And as they loosen
    The unmistakable feeling of  your hands
      Trailing across my tired shoulders
My breathing slows
  And as it steadies
    The rhythm of your own breathing
      Settles in the space beside me
My eyes close
  And as the darkness takes me
    The feeling of your arms around me
      Makes me forgot why I was ever afraid to sleep

That is
  Until I wake up