Where did you go,
Barefoot and mysterious.
The storm of fate
Has brought me to the heat of your arms.
Why don't you say
What you cannot admit.
Will you let the air just do away with it?
Do not be afraid;
These whispers of feelings.
I'm listening to you.

My life is filled with pain, and light hides away from me.
I awake to anguish and only angst of my soul greets me.
Hope has proved herself an invention of imagination - - I look for her, but she never reveals even a hair.
Like the wind, she echoes around but never penetrates my being.
I am like a mongrel dog seeking food even from the refuse bags - - always seeking but never finding.
I lament a sorrowful song for myself for no one comes to comfort my aching soul. My soul is like the ever-thirsty desert soil that is ever ready for rain.
It hungers and thirsts but is put to shame with each passing moment.
My life is filled with sorrow, and unlike a caged bird, I cannot sing.
Like a seedling at the mercy of the heavens; the scorching sun and watering clouds, so is my soul at the mercy of my deliverer.
I await an arrival that if made manifest, offers eternal hope.

You waited through my victories.
You waited through my miseries.
You waited while I cried
You waited for when I smiled.
You waited when I turned away from you.
You waited while I was with him.
You waited when I was insecure.
You waited
     And waited For me.

And now I am the one,
     Who is Waiting for you.

Stop rushing into situations
Start to contemplate before it starts brewing.
Start looking at their intentions.
Stop only looking at what they're doing.
Start giving love, too big to measure.
Stop seeing a lustful fixation.

Start. No wait Stop!... THINK...
Is it really genuine?
Or is it because of the makeup and foundation?
Start praying for someone to love you in the good or bad, no matter the weather...
Stop seeking for someone to fill your greedy tank that runs on flirtation.
Start putting the pieces back together...
Stop breaking hearts by failing expectations...

wonder down the street
eyes stay fixed
whislt I observe each detail
everyone somewhere to be
can't everything slow down
for just one moment
but I get it I do
were in an unadaptable society
told to go along with the norm
told to conform
it doesnt feel right
we drift through life
with hidden ambition
with hidden dreams
stuck in routines
hoping that life will be differen't
to see a improved world
we have to be patient
it will come in time
change is inevitable

I was:
a little broken,
a little lost on time,
too much,
and not enough
(But I'd swear "I'm doing fine").

And on every cold night
You held me so tight
my pieces fit together
and you filled the holes
left by storms and bad weather.

Too much is nonexistant
and you love that I'm persistant.
not enough is impossible.
And that's what it means
when you tell me you love me
I'm on top of the world.

I want to say time changes things,
because it's the truth about reality.
But honestly, you're the thing
and you've changed me.
but in a better way than time herself could ever dream.
And now, I'll get to watch change with you for eternity.

Today we're together,
and I'm a little lost on time.
'Cuz I'm in love,
and that's enough.
(I'm doing so much more than fine.)