my apologies
for my speechless soul
for my cliched analogies.
trust me, that wasn't the goal.
my heart seems
to speak a different code.
rather than logic, dreams
rather than smooth, the bumpy road
you deserve more than this
all the condescending words and unoriginality
crushing your spirit until I miss
your honest uncensored personality
As I sit in this car,
crowded physically but alone at heart,
even though you are so far
you still tear my mind apart.
the thought of you fills me
your laugh, your smile, your voice.
In case you couldn't see it,
I never had a choice.
It couldn't be someone
who never gave me a glance
No, now look what you've done
you've made my heart dance
                                                           ­               M.C.M

My small boat rocked by the waves
Rain pelting, bruising, soaking my skin
Winds gnashing, sharp teeth show their grin
Taking us to jour lonely graves

I scream aloud sinking down
As I start to think there's no hope
I touch the tip of my rescue rope
Then fishers look at me with a frown

This ain't no fish, his hate in the air
I notice the hook on my salvation
Realizing the miscommunication
He then throws me back in rising despair

Who knows what else is out in this ocean?
So here I am left in cruel darkness
The tempest just adding to my stress

Drown in emotion, lost in commotion
Then hearing a voice say this to shall pass
Afloat, no boat, waiting for this to pass
Feeling each motion, what's in this notion?

Floating through the ocean that is my life.

All I know
Is that
Love has
   Already won.
Even if you can't see love in every moment,

Doesn't change the fact that love already won the battle.

So endure the hardship and ask forgiveness for your own short comings so that others may experience the love you know is true.

I am become fire
Destroyer of self
Fueling my rage
To stave off my end

Rock and iron 
Silver and gold
Liquid at my ever-slipping reach
A frantic search for foot hold


The center calls
Eternal Rome to which all roads lead
Hermes flock
Euphrates depth

Melt 

Down

I have roamed the earth now
For many or so odd years
Longing for acceptance
And the audiences cheers

I listen for the pin to drop
Hear the worlds smallest violin
As I scream out from the rooftop
“Someone, let me in!”

It takes courage and conviction
You're bound to fail before you win
A persons heart is like a lockbox
Someone please just let me in!

I won't make you any promises
There are tears that will be shed
Even the bravest of the brave
Dealt with the doubt inside their head

Some days the strong are weak
Other days the weak are strong
It's those who persevere the most
That get to right their wrongs

There's hurt that cuts much deeper
The nagging pain that won't subside
It's then we stare into the face of fear and shout...
It's GREAT to be alive!

Break free from all your armor
Allow yourself to shine
Take in all earths beauty
You'll be amazed by what you find.

Love and peace in purest form
A colors' vibrant hue
Knowledge and understanding
From every point of view

That's when the cheers grow louder
That's when the pain goes numb
When we listen to ourselves
That's when our victory is won.

And sleep in spite of thunder
Throw jewels in my open grave
I won't smile but I will wave
And sleep in spite of thunder

And rest in spite of turmoil
Even in dark hours
Greet my grave with yellow flowers
And rest in spite of turmoil

And be soothed in spite of trouble
Visit my stone in pastures shy
Send my tomb azure shards of sky
And be soothed in spite of trouble

There are things about me
that nobody knows.
Which can't be said
through a poem or a prose.

The wars I have fought
and the ones I still fight
behind these walls
never see the light.

I have lost my life
many a time
and have been brought back
through reason and rhyme.

It is cold and harsh
in the battlefield.
Words are my weapons
and my shield.

Everyday is a battle
behind these walls.
Silence is the response
to my cries and calls.

I am lonely
and I am scared.
I remind myself that
nobody cared.

The trick is not
to let anyone know.
To hide your emotions.
Don't let them show.

It hurts so much.
But I am brave
and I remind myself
love is all I crave.

Yet, it never ends,
the war behind these walls.
Not unless, of course,
one of us falls.

The wounds and scars,
they never heal.
Misery is all
I ever feel.

It tears me down,
part by part
until there's nothing left
of my weary heart.

It shatters my spirit
but no one shall know.
The war behind these walls
shall never show.

three woke this morning

to empty beds
empty sails
and empty days

one woke with certainty
one woke in turmoil
and one woke with tortured hope

...and that may make all the difference.

Flapping my wings through
the wispy white fog -
snipping across like a cat’s yarn,
untangling this chaos.

A nebulous sky gleams crimson beneath the setting sun,
my ivory wings stained
as I dive down beneath the canopy
in pursuit of my escape.

-bes-