Just when I think I'm fine,
You reach out,
Pull me in ,
and I remember what it was like when you were mine.
I want to go back,
but turning around has always proven pointless,
the ending is always the same.
There are books I would love to re-read,
but you are not one of them.

I am a falcon for you, my love.
The wren may sing; The lark may try
his hand at the heavens; The dove
may coo, but for you? I will dive
                                steep, like falling,
                                deep, like what's calling
                    me to
                                L
                            ­      E
                                     A
                                        P through this sky so blue...

                                Weep when we say "I do".

                                          I am a falcon, love,
                                 but I'll D
                                               I
                                                (V)
           ­                                        E
                                                     only for you.
                                                    If you ask me to; But speak fast.
                                                   The sky's forever far away and above.
                                                          ­But before my dive takes me past,
                                                           I can say this to you at least; at last,    
                                                           My dearest,
                                                        ­   My only,
                                                          T­he sky's forever far away and above,
                                                          ­But for me heaven lives in your eyes.
                                                           ­     I saw you and  
                                                           ­                            fell
                                                                ­                            in
__________­____________________­____________________­_______

If you want recognition, buy it!
Wow, I guess all of my poems are going to
"****" from here on, but I will still "post them"
Anyway, because they are worthy of their own existence,
And I've got nothing against writing my feelings,
Real fame is brought about by skill, not monetary expense.

You told me you
Couldn't trust anymore
So you locked your heart
And you shut the door
I would knock and
Knock everyday
I waited for a response
Then I walked away
Soon I grew tired
Of trying to earn your trust
Your teardrops on
doorknobs begin to rust
It was pointless to knock
So I just walked in
Your trust in me
Growing more thin

"No more doors
We can have a new start
Now I only have
To unlock your heart"

"But why should I trust
The one that didn't knock?"

*"Because I am the only one
That cares about your lock

Everyone else left
For the same reason I stayed
Because I couldn't bare
To watch you use that blade"

A small kindness can’t sustain
A screaming, starving child.
One step at a time
Won’t bridge the distance
Between salvation and despair.

I click that button.
I like that you are running to beat cancer,
But you won’t.

The world boils and burns.
I won’t share anymore,
Because I don’t care anymore.

Some believe we’re placed, brought.
Yes, but for what? To leave our mark?
Nah, my ever hopeful brethren, we’ve all just been assigned a sinister character arc.
You see, this isn’t your story, not a brave journey upon which you must embark.
You have no control, it's simply a sadistically cruel lark.
To see how long it takes each one of us to reach our last resort.

There came a time when i finally realized.
there's no point in living this life.
I can't be who i need to be.
I cannot see what i hoped to see.
I try try and try again.
A vicious cycle to never end.
Endless hurt, endless pain and grief.
Don't you see what i mean.
I failed countless times.
Many more than would fit in this rhyme.
My point is i'm done.
I can't sleep and there's no peace.
This broken world doesn't really need me.
I wish i could just, give it up.
But, some won't let me, insisting my time's not up.
So i will sit here just awaiting.
The day when you are stating.
That I, have failed.

Ever get the feeling that theres no point
All this pain and hardship
Is it just a long road to nowhere