I shattered my legs in two
Blindly falling for you
I thought it would be fine
As I knew that you were mine
You'd surely mend the bone
I'd never be alone

Alas the sweet spring scene is gone
It faded soon away
The piano that once plucked our song
Has at once ceased to play

Your healing patched my bones askew
I never saw it when with you
You swept me off my feet
Now dear let me retreat

You held me in your arms
Now let me go

Do you hear me,
At 8pm with a broken voice & sad eyes?
Do you see me,
At 4am with tear stained cheeks & bleeding thighs?
Do you know me,*
At 12pm with fake smiles & a mouthful of lies?

Hormones raging,
heart racing,
I raise my hands,
And she's screaming,crying,

Why, baby, why do i like it,
Please tell, i'm not an addict,
Cuz' if i am who's gonna cure it,
When you are dead, forget it.

So she started stabbing,
Stab, stab, stab and jabbing,
I started shouting,chanting and providing:

*"baby keep finding, for someone worth fighting, fighting for the person that's worth loving, loving will only start by believing, i love you baby but now i'm leaving, for your good baby, i'm bleeding, I'm fading, bye baby, love you more than everything, and anything."

Love who you are,
For you are truly you,
And whom no one else can be,
because of what you do.
You alone create the smiles on someone else's face,
or you can be someone's constellation in their grand and magical space.
You may be only one person, but you truly matter,
You may be the spark in someone's eyes when you start to chatter.
So be yourself and love what you love,
because remember...only you make someone's skies brighter, above.

I'm gonna doodle a poodle eating a noodle...

Falling slowly,
hands held tightly
spinning spinning
round and round

Easy turning
whirling, yearning
please don't let
me down

Quickly hiding,
worlds colliding
I can not
confess

Driving sweetly
incompletely
I am under
duress

The night approaches swiftly, like a tiger on the prowl,
As the night moves forward you can hear the hoots of Great Horned Owl.

The hours pass by and the clock keeps on ticking,
And here I lay on the couch just thinking.

In my time of relaxation I pondered and I thought,
Is the path that I’m on a wise one or not?

Hour after hour I begin to feel sleepy.
So I rush to my bed, relaxed, until I feel something beneath me.

In a rage the room turns pitch black, with flashes of red and yellow.
And in a panic I jump off my bed and run like a crazed fellow.

The door slams shut and my panic becomes deeper,
Until I hear the voice of a mysterious twisted creature.

“He says be wise with decisions that are made with haste,
You would never want a fortunate opportunity to go to waste.

Never feel forced to be on time with what you choose,
Because it will not be the respect of others, in which you lose.

Indecisiveness is wisdom, which with time will bloom,
So from here on out do not spend your days in gloom.

If these words are not followed, a different life you shall live.
A life in which you are selfish and refuse to charitably give.

One that is chronological and filled with bland affairs,
A life that is careless and lacking in truths or dares.

In the blink of an eye light pours in from spontaneous lightening,
And in a matter of seconds this all feels more frightening.

I turn to open the door, but the door will not open,
Scared for my life, I scream “This isn't the path I have chosen.”

As I lift my head up and turn around, the monster in no longer there,
At last my room is filled with light, it was all just an insightful nightmare.

I want to put my hands in my pockets, like I always do
And find notes from him saying "I love you."
I want sitting on a park bench
Knowing that the vast silences between us
Mean more than empty words
I want walking on the beach wrapped in one blanket
And holding hands on strange busy streets

I want intellectual conversations at midnight
And long love letters when we are apart
I want sitting at a table and knowing love still leaks
From the corners of my lips
I heard you when you said
"Well honey, that's a lot to ask for."
But I want an ocean to drown in
Puddles won't do anymore

If I was a Love Song
Everything would be alright
I'd have a man at my side

I'd be on every radio
People would sing the chorus
Till voices were hoarse

Bubbly and pink
Dishes in the kitchen sink

If I was a love song
I'd don't think there'd be a story
2-dimensional and
Totally boring

Housewife, no life
But to love is just to be a *****?
If I was a love song
People would play me,,,

And play me on repeat
But I don't have a heartbeat
Artificial, critical to what we see

I'd be a cliche walking
White girl in stockings
Photoshop Fresh
Dressed to impress...the men