I wait for you
As I walk with you
Some great divide holds you
To the other side
And I watch, holding my breath
While holding your hand.

"Do you have a lighter? Am I dancing **** yet? Are you watching me because I move alone?"
Well, look a little harder, because as glass reflects on me I reflect back revealing the other side of me.
Two-sided.
She dances with ease.
Do you feel the pain because it's pain that I unleash.
I am the inner workings of your mutability.
I switch up as I am never at true peace.
Look at me, watch me...
Feed on me as I feed onto you.
The perplexities of my intentions are at it's core when I move.
Lost, but just a crazy ***** with the master ability to play with your mind baby.
Do you see it?
I do.
And she's nasty.
Taste her, lick her, **** her.
She's the dark side of me and she's waiting to play.
Tear me up like I'm your doll and grasp onto my insides like the strings have been attached so the grip cannot lose itself in your sins of your sinful embellishment.
Dress me up, move me.
You are my puppet and I only want to tease your mind.
**** me like a twist of your mad insanity.
Play with me.
Taste me, and watch me because, I move alone.

I don't know what to think
I don't know what to say
I never thought it'd happen
But it happened just today

I've liked him all these years
I watched and loved and prayed
He never, ever noticed me
So I lingered, quite dismayed

But now the tide had changed
And pulled me right along
So here I document the change
In this poem, my heart's song

It seems he saw me watching
It seems he sensed my love
It seems an even greater one
Heard my praying from above

So I don't know what to think
And I don't know what to say
I never thought it'd happen
Yet it happened just today

Is there somebody who can watch you?
I know that this is my job
But recently i can barely manage to take care of myself
I can't be in this house anymore
So i’ll only stop by to do my laundry
I know i'm supposed to love you
And when i'm around you know i’ve got you
Is there somebody who can love you?

And I'll gladly sit there
in that tacky chair
and bleed out for an eternity

To watch that woman
laugh freely and smile
open and relaxed

All night
and then I'd remember
I'm hers, and she's mine

And I'm so lucky
that she's soft and gentle with me
for surely I'd die in that seat otherwise

Pixels seem glue
Every one of them watching you
Brighter than light
Is the screen that is on at night

Blue is the reflection on your eyes
Are you looking in empty skies?
Unwilling to stop because it is
The neverending screen that you will miss

It was once not here, not there
Now it is everywhere
But where are you, where are you really?

Everyone knows, except for you
That is what your screen will do to you

©SEHO | http://www.seho.site

We get a lot of apologies
For being kind and nice without consideration
Consideration for the aches and unprecedented pains
Our hearts falls apart and we cannot let go of sudden impossible  
Repetition of sweet memories turns sadness upon its recall
We keep begging our lots for a wrong cast.

Still when we claim strong,
We are pressed aside like a weightless wafer
Tossing within its shadows of hopeful belief
Pungent believe of fainted strength
We wonder at how slow time moves;
So our healing takes forever.

There is no snooze!
Bad, bad, bad, no good turn
Who in this world can understand the spring of these tears?
The body beside me has no clue of the burns
I’ll always be awake staring at the candle beside my curtain
Waiting for it to burn it off... And me, so we all burn!

No more life
No more price to pay love and its grave shackles
After all, the heart is burnt to dark shafts
And it holds no more memory, not even functioning.
Sided by the remaining time
Left for us to watch others burn in the same pains and aches.
* I don’t know what to write again