Here I am, lost in thought
Enchanted by your gaze
And the emotions you've brought
Spellbound by your ways

I find myself staring
I look deep into your eyes
Magical pools of love staring back
Reminds me of summer nights

Your love finds me
Addicted to your presence
Emotions overwhelm me as I'm
Enchanted by you

Soft husky
Warm husky
Little ball of fur

O' to be
A little cutie
With fur as soft as yours

The walls I build—
The walls which keep me safe;
Safe inside myself;
Safe from those I fear

The walls I build—
The walls which hide the truth;
To hide myself away;
For a purpose not so clear

The walls I build—
The walls which keep you out;
They also keep me in;
Like a frightened little deer

The walls I build—
The walls which crumble down;
Leaving me exposed;
Letting you come near

Finally

We

The ones who are more than she—
They who are powerful;
And we who persist

We are one, much like yin and yang;
We are one, and one are many—
Many faces in many places

We

Those who did not run from the past—
But stood up to support;
To thrive and survive

We are many—
We are the voices of strength;
And for those who cannot speak

We

We are Ariadne; Ariadne is us
She is our voice;
Our shining light in the darkness

She speaks for us;
We live for her;
We die for her

She

She keeps me happy—
I keep her safe;
We all do, and we will never stop

For she is I, and I, her—
Her name is not ours
But ours is hers

We

We are not the only ones—
We are not alone—
We stand together

We stand and fight—
Fight to survive—
And survive, so that we may live again

Cold and lost—
I wander aimlessly;
Bonechilling rain and icy winds

It bites at my cheeks—
Wind threatening
To knock me off my feet;

I fall—
To my knees, then prone;
I cannot go on

Soaked to the bone—
Consciousness fading;
I freeze

A love I cannot have;
But for the enjoyment of another—
And for what—

The torment

Torture;

Disappointment?

This isn't the first time—
No; We've been to this point
The breaking point;

Baited—

Trapped—

We fake a smile;
Though it tears us apart
We fake our love

She is not mine

I look inside
Darkness; emptiness;
That's unusual
I think to myself, though I do not know how

The emptiness within is strange
It's usually a vibrant world
Thriving and alive
But today it is dead

I once was in tune with this place
It spoke to me and I spoke back
I willed it to my liking
It gave a bounty of inspiration

My muse is now gone
Like somebody turned out the light
At least I'm not alone in here
Not completely mindless, but getting there