I want to see her. She wants to die.
When she feels sad, then I'll take my life. Take my life and place it right next to hers, so I can make her happy and give her what she deserves. I want to comfort and she wants to run to another guys house where I'm afraid they'll have fun in a way that makes me jealous as hell. If that happens then I'll say, "Oh well". I guess I'm just sad and I should get over it. I'm happy and lucky in this relationship. I'm stuck, because she needs a place to go, but her stupid-*** mom won't let her up and grow into the beautiful woman that she is and ought to be. So now all she wants to do is up and leave. But she can't come here or her parents will call the police. She's not a little kid and I don't come in peace. I want to yell at her mom and break her knees so she'll stay and listen to my stupid-*** plea. I want my girl in every day of my life. I want to love her and remove her strife so she'll never feel sad ever again. These are my feelings and this is the end.

Fescue fields in view
Electric neon butter *****
Scattered glowing beacons
Dot the greens and browns
Magnets for little hands
Tiny feet racing to keep up
Their laser focus
To pick and pick and pick
More and more and more
Fistfuls of joy
To tickle the nose
To share laughter
To put in a pocket
Then nap and forget


© 2019 MJL

Running through the emerald grass
Blades tickling my bare feet gently
The sky is a blue eternity above
Sunlight streaming down brightly
Hair streaming behind me as I run
Grin taking over my youthful face.
Where am I running? Who knows!
It’s enough to feel the sensation
Of prickly grass on my shoeless feet
Some of it dead from the summer heat.
Who am I running with? Who knows!
Anyone who chooses to follow
Can run through the backyard with me
So long as their hearts are full of glee.
Why am I running? Who knows!
Do you really need a reason
To sprint and feel the crisp breeze
Running under branches and around trees.
When am I running? I know.
I am running back when I was young
Running where no tasks are daunting
No hearts are hurting, no eyes are crying
I am running in the good old days
Running straight towards the future.

it feels like a dream,
seeing you illuminated by the moonlight,
twirling yourself in a circle,
your dress floating vividly.

a cheeky smile,
tainted on your features,
as rich laugh slips your lips.

not a care in the world,
as you take your hand out,
waiting patiently for me to take it.

surpassing a widening smile,
i reach out,
and grasp your hand.

and we run, run, run,
run away from reality,
run away into our own paradise.

I act like I’m fine
I act like everything’s alright
I tell people I don’t feel a thing
I tell people I’m not hurting

Every day is the same
I put up a mask to cover the flame
Trying to keep up to this facade
I’m tired of having nothing to have

Should I let myself come out of the flame?
Show people my real face and name
Would they choose to stay,
When the shadow becomes the light?

In this world where I could trust no one
Would you hold my hand as I run?
Let’s figure out who we are together
Two people finding themselves, isn’t that better?

In this place where I hid,
You’re the person I wanna be alone with
You are the only thing that was ever real
Would you spend some years with me?

i don't want to run into you
because i'm afraid that if i do
my feelings for you are what i'll want to pursue

Warm little kisses
To freezing finger tips
Are like burns to me

Why don't You run
Why are You here
What do You want


They do their job perfectly
Thawing out this heart
Making me pliant


What do You need
What is It
What am I to you

Unable to do anything
Limp for your hands
Aching for a touch

Would You break my heart too?

Run
                                                             ­                                          we can't fly
Speak
                                                       ­                                 we can't be invisible
Write
                                                 ­                                   we can't stop thinking
Do it.
                                                                ­               we don't live for eternity.