A bad situation,
The darkest cloud.
a fantastic creation,
Covered in a shroud.
A man no more,
a beautiful ghost,
to the aforementioned
we raised a toast.

The more I marched,
the more I carried,
my soul parched,
I wept as we buried.

Chances gone, chances wasted,
the chances I scorned,
and the lies that precede,
I beg the forgiveness of those I mislead.

Further I fall,
my traits disappear.
"I am not me!",
shouts my soul from the rear.
Happiness eludes me,
failure is certain.
I retire, I retry.
Yet, I lose again.

Still, here I stand,
A man just the same.
*The darkness is winning,
But I shall rise again.

Recording My Feelings For You In A Poem**

Although I met you only once, you probably don't even remember my name
although we didn't talk for very long, you really did impress me all the same
unable to stop thinking of you, a rose in your hair, or the color of your dress
I've fallen for you, your picture is now framed in my mind, your new address

It's not only your appearance, although your beauty is quite stunning
wondering if due to this fact, I too have let my hope of love running
fear stops me from approaching you, since I could not live with defeat
the thought of being rejected by you, and being left with no retreat

Uncontrollably drawn to your presence, a grace I cannot explain
seeking a way to see you again, because otherwise I will go insane
my heart tears at my mind, when a prize possession is about to go lost
love that could have been, had I made my move when our paths crossed

Even if only having met you once, that was enough for me to know
my love is paining my soul, and on my face it is beginning to show
so now I have made my decision, whether for better or for worse
recording my feelings for you in a poem, to be read verse by verse

You're on my mind both day and night, I just can't get you out of my sight
when I walk outside I think of you, to be near you is like a glowing light
since having met you that one day, now compelled with this truth to face
knowing then what I know now, together with you is my only true place

Slipping this poem under your door, for your response I do patiently await
asking for your honesty, by letting your true feelings share with me my fate
if you feel the same way, then don't let time steal the way, let love not abate
withhold not your feelings from a heart of love, this night is not yet that late

The world turns bright when the mind is filled with happiness from the heart
my love awaits your closeness, a tender love burning bright from the very start
the sweet fragrance of the rose, and the chance to chase love while still young
soft whispers of love to never depart, my song to you alone, forever to be sung

You don't need Comfort

You don't need Distraction

What you need is a plan of Action

Every night I go to bed
full of grief; I feel so dead
the battle starts
within my heart

On the bed here I lie
with every beat I nearly die
my heart set up a race
& my mind to you, it chase

With the darkness getting dark
my heart is set at a fiercy spark
with lame mind and watery(crying) eye
every night I nearly die

I can feel every drop of my blood
with your thought my imaginations flood
our talks and our encounters
brings me a great disaster

I want you to hug me tight
& bring me back from this fight
the battle in which I'm already defeat
with my armours down I'm at your feet!!!

on the bed here I lie
and that's how everyday I die¡¡¡

Fear-You can die without fighting a single one away.
Your fear of letting go of sadness can never be done
if you dont fight it to let go.
Your fear of never being happy can never be done
if you dont let go of your sadness.
Your fears of jumping and never coming back will
never be done if all you carry is fear.
Fear may be everywhere you turn.
It can be at every end of each corner you walk to make you blocked.
Your fear may be falling out of the box your living in.
But in the end you can fall down and stand on your feet and say you lived.
Fear may be on each corner but its defeatable.
There is nothing to lose if you dont let there be.
-Mickie rouxe-