me ignoring you
    ignoring me.

     /#dmperez

Fix the drama -
this play in my head.

A convoluted tale
that sees no end.
A wrenching story
entwined round an overused plot.

A lone actor.
Assuming different roles.
The heart, the mind
and sensibility.

Words of comfort
and swift resolve,
evaporate quickly.
Scathing verses
take root and fester.

Wayward thoughts
and rising beats...
Caught in an abrasive loop.

Fix this drama -
I keep playing in my head.

The tight feelings in my chest
The hard squeeze of my eyes
to shut away the feeling of hurt
and loneliness
I am the outcast
the wanderer stuck between two worlds
Lost Lost Lost
I'm a wanderer looking for where I belong
Who will help me up and out?
Who will open the door to their world?

Pleading silently for you to stay away
For if you saw my eyes
you'd know something was amiss
Even if you asked
I don't think I could explain something
I don't quite understand

If you won't include me
I won't lean in
I'll keep my distance

You don't know
You can't see
But I won't tell

r.h.

Reaching out without an answer
what have you done to our mansion?
peeling paper, burnt from arson
bricks are falling, walls seem ancient

I'm trying not to hear the rumble
as the roof turns into crumble
ash is falling from the mantle
what happened to once pretty castle?

Clinging on to little vase
I might save it from the break
house is wailing in the pain
on my face I feel the rain

Once - the happy memories and dreams of renovation
turned in ruins, flames and dust and fear of relocation
have to roam around the town or all across the nation
to gather all my strength and guts to face the revelation

Even as I walk I hear the rocks hitting the pavement
blocks that stood there once so proud, now shaking the basement
I stand back and watch the scene with bitter amazement
as it takes away with it my chance of warm embraces

If my life was a book
Would anyone read it?
Would it be happy or sad?
Romance or Action?

If my life were a book
Would it be like a John Green Novel?
Or would it be morphed into Fantasy?
Would it be filled with Mystery like a Nancy Drew volume?
Or filled with Drama?
I think i would be a trilogy; possibly more,
Because one book won't even cover a day's worth of thoughts.

If my life were a book
Would it be made of experiences and feelings?
Contemplating the small stuff
and finding the beauty in everything?
Would it be like Narnia?
Everything metaphorical
Filled with personification and anthropomorphism.

If my life were a book
Would my inner demons become monsters or a curse?
Would my love interest be a charming prince?
A rouge outlaw? Or someone i would least expect?

If my life were a book
I can only hope it would be a great adventure.
One with foreign lands and exotic animals.
One that defies gravity
And goes against everything we can imagine

If my life were a book, if one were to read it,
They would learn more about me in a hundred pieces of paper
Then they could in a day.

If my life were a book
One could possibly know me better then i know myself
Because we often reveal more than we intend to without ever knowing it ourselves.

You’re like fire spreading wildly in my veins

Burning me to ashes

But oh darling

Don’t you know,

Phoenix rose from ashes