My deepest fear isn't marriage, but the fear of marrying the wrong one. Hopes are high, heart beats a 100mph. Do I forget the lies, the cheating and all the betrayal? Do I pretend like the hurt never existed? Do I start over? Mind bobbled by so much. Please God show me a sign, or did I miss the sign? Have I been blinded all along? Questions are racing through my mind. Would it change after marriage? Would I have to go through the heartaches and pain? The lying and cheating? I'm supposed to be happy! I can't go into marriage like this. I need to clear mind, I need to get away. Let me think... is this what I really want?

Loosing you was my deepest fear,  
I always taught you were sincere,  
You hate me now that's crystal clear,
That strikes my heart like a spear,  

I stood there waiting in despair,  
I always told you " hello my dear ",
My respect too much for you to bear,  
I'm leaving you the end is near,

I lost you now, I have nothing to fear,  
I'm looking through, around this sphere (earth)
To find someone to call them " dear "
Someone who will be my premier,

The deepest ocean,
Waves in motion.
The deepest secrets
The more you keep it,
The deepest cut,
Happens when the door is shut.
The deepest night,
Is when you can't sleep right.
The deepest hour,
Is when I start to cower.
The deepest fear,
Is when I disappear
The deepes mind,
Always finds.
The deepest heart,
Is torn apart

I believe somehow, in some way
We all go through an
Identity Crisis.

Whether it be
Deciding who we want to be
What jobs we want to take
Deciding
Who we really are inside
We question ourselves.

I know, because I have.
I questioned myself an innumerable
Amount of times.
And somehow I still can't
Make up my mind about it.

But don't worry.
I will arrive at an answer soon.
And I hope
You will too.

For Erin Sheppard; only for you.

I have seen you before,
Perhaps in a dream?

A dreamt dreamer who dreams with me?
A lover from another life, another plane?

Or a figment of my fragmented thoughts?
A place in my mind accessible only here...

In The deepest of dreams?

No. I know you...
I know we have met, long ago..

I have seen you, and witnessed your beauty,
Yet I am blind to your face;

You remain forever unseen, but felt.
Unheard, yet loud.

Loudly enough to wake me.
If I  allowed you to...

But, I want to stay here,
In the dark.

I want to lie here,
With you, in the quiet places and spaces

Of The Deepest Dream.

She could die any day.
Just tip-toe away.
                                                                But what would they say?
They still say she's okay.
                                                                      ...They don't say "please stay."
They cry when good men die.
They cry when they are scared.
They cry all the time.
They cry here.
They cry there.
So why?
                                                                                             Why?
Why for her,                                                               they don't cry?

Here she will fly                                                     between fire and sky,
                                                                                         in an ocean
her only air being devotion.
Life&Death; her only notion.
                                                                        Is it bad to wish for a potion?
A spell to make this spell go?
She may try so-,
                                                                                  but I just don't know.
Why?
                                                                                              Why?
                                                                                  Why can't they see?

The lost,
the falling,
she's calling
she gives them a sign,
she loses grasp of her life's line.
Why?
                                                                                              Why?
                                                                                  Why don't they cry?

Cry for her.
Care for her!
See her here!
                                                                                         Please..
                                                                                                   one tear.
Suppress her deepest fear.
Her pain is not mere.
She WILL fall,
if there is no bridge,
between the buildings in her mind.
She WILL tumble,
down,
if no one holds her hand,
and she get's left behind.
Save her.
Savor her.
For like this she will not last.
Deprived of what she needs,
internally she bleeds.
                                                                                             Cry
for just one day.
Prove to her,
she will be okay.
Teach her,
how to no be alone.
Love her,
don't leave her on her own.
                                                                                             Cry
Don't lie to her.
Don't act so refined.
She knows those lies,
she isn't blind.
And for once,
just for once,
when her thoughts have intertwined,
I beg of you,
I plead of you,
no one leave her behind.