I feel this ache, trying desperately to decay my hope, My happiness.
Uncertainty sparkles up at me from my finger.
Is your face supposed to be here
I know that mine does not cross your thoughts.
the winter likes to hold me close.
I get lost, I forget myself, for I second I'm just another no one.
But you're still a lovely someone.
Bouncing off of my sparkling uncertainty.
You could never fit into this awkward puzzle.
The pieces never seem to fit together.
Maybe they never will.
Tears are just another close friend.
But smiles are closer, along with laughter.
I'll just continue to sleep, to live in my colorful dreams.
When I see your face, I'll just remember,
puzzle pieces don't fit together.
If they did, what fun would life be?
I'll keep the jigsaws exclusive to my dreams.

Curious mind, I see my path in the reflection of the metal.
Arms wrapped around cylinder wood, a tree; I am free.
Cinnamon spice laced with the wind.
Imprinting with my nose.
The direction I should go?
Traipsing through wavering fields.
I See into the eyes of every blade of grass.
Beckoning to me, speaking to me.
twigs as fingers wrapped in mine,
and it feels so meant to be.
This is nature, and I shall stay here.

The waves were crashing; you were there.
Soaking feet, misted hair, a powerful dream.
No butterflies, they were switched out with eagles;
And we danced in the raging sea.
Grains of sand captured in the whirling wind.
Landing on our cheeks.
For a second or two I am almost weakened.
When your smile matches with the sun.
Our hearts will always beat as two,
But this beauty makes us one.

A breath of air should be more refreshing, less asphyxiating, a corridor tightening.
A chamber of secrets. Hopes, and truths untold.
My eyes would tell it best, if you could read the code.
It's all bubbling in my throat.
I'll keep these trembling lips closed.
Elusive to my dreams, exclusive to an untold tale,
It may be my sanity that holds my insanity close.
And i wont explode, if these pins keep my heart in tact.

Dear universe,
I wonder what you've got for me.
What words speak thy raging sea?
Setting soundly in my wake,
Listening to clouds as they break...
Water crystals caress the pane.
Open windows keep me sane.
Blades of grass befriend my shoe,
Embraced by sunlit skies of blue.
Branches, like arms, dancing wind.
Held by seasons, you never end.
Your voices tender in my ear,
I hear the message, spoken clear

A smile concealing a wound,
Bitten by an abstract hope's inevitable truth.
Chest full of a heart so good,
Mind waves, like tsunamis; a battle against a bleeding vessel.
And lifeless is a living soul, when trapped inside such belittling hell.
And I am no escape artist.

Fish net eyes see stars of green.
Minds of insanity survive on indescribable words.
remembering sweetly under this mother tree,
every memory that once embraced me.
Familiar blades of never changing grass.
Enchanting scent of evenings adieu.
Night brings in it's shallow dreams.
you wish for some kind of sanity,
It's not going to happen.
An artists mind is always and forever crooked.