An empty room
   Sand and dust strewn
Sinister malicious feeling
   Baby doll head in the corner
Doorknob turning with no pause
   And a breath across my neck

You are the rain falling from the sky,
Serenading yourself off the shingled roof.
Though I have shelter, walls and a ceiling,
You trickle your way through the cracks.

An empty room gathers dust;
Snow collects in corners of windows;
And my resistance to you
Suffers from your irresistibility.

The pain behind the eyes,
The hurt within the body,
The tears lost in the head,
The echoes whispers in the ear.

To see her doubled over in anguish,
To see him lose to his demons again,
To hope she'll one day be free,
To hope he'll win his next fight.

It's easy for people to hide their darkness,
Harder to be exposed to light,
It's hard to deal with depressed people like us,
Harder still to forgive ourselves.

Sometimes we hide in plain sight,
Sometimes we're the closest people to you,
Sometimes we are the "happiest" people,
Sometimes we're tomorrow's obituary.

So my plea to you is don't ever let us go,
So my plea to you is ask if we're really alright,
So my plea to you is don't execute the wounded,
So my plea to you is please don't let us leave us alone.

Broken moments like this,
Destined to be lost in time,
Fading like grains of sand,
Funneled into deep chasms.

Standing on a jagged cliff's edge upon tempestuous winds,
Arms outstretched to each side as I gaze down below and
I see beyond the sedimentary rocks stacked below by the tides.
I see life being revealed like a scroll unrolling through time.
I see a baby birthed by my wife, a healthy son with her eyes.
I see so many smiles to contrast the salty tears streaming my cheeks.
Arms come down to my sides and the wind ceases it's howling.
Sun ascends and the dark clouds set off to come again another day.
I have lived.

Broken moments like this,
Destined to be remembered,
Stay like an over-winter bird,
Kept as fine polished treasures.

Transcendent
Like a phoenix
Up from fire
Heat
Blistering skin
Of all who are
Underneath
In caves
They will hide
And scratch out
Meager living
Dripping
Forming up
Water runs
Through earth
Stalagmites
Stalactites
Pillars
Fallen down
Asleep evermore

Slop along down the dreary road,
Rain burns against my weary skin,
The cold wind exhales it's ice,
And the clouds above roll over light.

The mud beneath me slips and slides,
On the boots I'm in, collects on the sides.
Tracks of wagons and people puddles in,
Like even the rain cuddles for warmth.

The path is skewed and twisted,
Broken by time and the elements,
My destination is unknown to me,
All I know is I'm following my destiny.

I hold the last picture of you in my hand,
gently caressing my thumb across your face as if the glossy texture would give some extra warmth on this freezing night.

Your beauty is tantalizingly flawless; not just of your physical exterior, but also of your warming character that beholds exquisite charm.

I fell for you that one day at the fairgrounds where I failed to claim that fuzzy pink penguin for you. Somewhere between the cotton candy stand and the mirror house I got lost in the tranquility in your eyes
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In a moment time itself stopped to witness the miracle of two racing hearts standing like statues for an eternity before I moved my lips to yours and we finally, for the first time, kissed.

The world began to move again, not that we cared or noticed, simply grinning as we held each others faces, locked in embrace...

That was the only time we had ever kissed and I know why.
But the arching of this dream across the years hasn't spent me yet; your reflection is etched into my heart deeper than any scar could ever hope to reach.