The storm blew through
You can see forever
Stars gaze through
You can see forever
Swayed by the moon
You can see forever
Irrevocable wish I need you
You can see forever
Yet time I wait for you

Adieu

Our of nowhere, invisible hands grab me.
Fingers sharpened to tiny needles stabbing me all over.
Internal bleeding I beg could finish me off.
My lungs burn for life,
but I burn for limited air supply.
My legs itch to run,
but I know better than to try again.
****** footsteps leave traces
for the invisible hands to find me again.

I wish for a peace of mind
Away from the voices
Haunting me all the time
I close my eyes as they get louder
Hoping the darkness will wash them away
Instead pictures ignite, keeping me at bay
I realize there’s no escape
To free me from this cage
I wait till sleep comes to drift me away
From the words and images of the demons keeping me awake

I’m an ocean without any waves
A song without any sound
A book without any words
A car without any gas
I’m a shell of who I was
Who I want to be
Who I meant to be

Every day when I walk I look up to the sky
And I wonder, where are they going tonight?
Carried on the contrails of planes passing by,
I dream of where I might go on that flight.
I ask, how did I wind up in this peculiar land?
My passport home, where I feel I’m a stranger
Where proverbial ground moves right where I stand,
I can’t shake this feeling of impending danger.
I look to the contrails, and I just want to fly,
But, wherever they go, I just won’t belong,
Then ... another contrail catches my eye,
And into my daydreams again I am drawn
I wonder if there’s ever a place I’ll call home
Nowhere, or anywhere the contrails might go.

To be loved is to be seen
At least that's what they say
And I'm seen
Just not in the way
That I've always wanted to be

They see me for my body
My youth
And revealing clothes
They don't know a thing about me
And that's why they easily get bored

And I'm sick of hearing
That my body is appealing
I need you to tell me
That you need me
And that you crave real feelings

You can't call it casual
When you kiss my forehead
And my scars
You keep on telling me I'm special
And that you want me by your side

But now I'm lost
At the sea that's made from my own tears
Suddenly I can't swim
And I'm drowning in your words

The recklessness of a fresh romance- I've discovered my heart,
yet my mind slips away at times. It’s drifting like whispers
in the air- to such feelings always so deep; a delve into
my heart's desires. But a mind wandering sporadically,
lost in this enigma of passion.

Head over heels for you- I’ve been swept off my feet,
without a grounding force of reason. These are the
auditions of an excitement that comes with nurturing
a budding relationship.

                          Exciting much?