Uncertainty fills the air
And suddenly I'm not so sure.
Nostalgia begins to decay
But why?
Heavy, heavier...
I inhale and sigh with, what, exasperation?
Creation?
These are all mere distractions
To prevent myself from colliding
With myself,
With how I feel.
Emotional trauma, Part I -
Coming soon to a childhood near you!
We laugh it off
But it does not leave us.
Nothing can leave us
As easily as you walked away
That night.
I will not forget what I saw.
Engraved in my brain
Causing me to crumble
Tumble, tumble...
**Crash.

Such luscious lips, with pinkish glow!
She's beautiful.

*Her chapped lips,  faucet like,
cascade only words of kindness..
She's beautiful.

Such pretty,alluring eyes!
She's beautiful.

Her heavy-lidded eyes : a pair of lenses
capturing only great sharp shots,
they see clearly only the good in people..
They never despise.
She's beautiful.

Such a lovely, curvaceous figure!
She's beautiful.

Within the slim figure,  is a soul
who'll share her food with the hungry,
even if it means she'll be left with nothing
for dinner.
She's beautiful.

*Beauty is only skin deep..

Traveling in the last hours of darkness
Down this long and dusty road
Looking up I see the moon so full
On her journey through the night

I want to leave my earth bound life
And on her take a ride
For she is traveling westward
And would take me to your side

I continue on my lonely way
The sound of road noise in my ears
But if I could ride upon that golden orb
It would wipe away the years

To ride the road of the milky way
To your side where I belong
No radio or CD playing
Just the sound of angels songs

Is it just a dream I'm dreaming
Or could it become reality
To be with you my own sweet love
Just us, just you, just me

I lie in the bed
Eyes wide open
Family coming in and out
Talking to each other as if I’m not there
“I’m in here!”, I want to scream!
But I cannot make a sound
My body is a shell, I'm a prisoner in my flesh
But my brain won’t turn off, my mind races with fear
I can hear them chattering, as if I’m not there
What are they saying?
Pull the plug?
I scream and scream at the top of my lungs
“NO!!!  I’m still in here!”
But no sound comes out
They don’t know I’m still here...
Sobbing fills the room
I close my eyes, I can’t bear to see them cry
I feel them holding my hands,
And saying goodbye…