These feelings are confusing me
day by day,
And maybe that's why
I'm trying to find reasons
to stay away;

i dreamt of you once again-
i wish i had not woken up.

Fear is a headline
a casting shadow
a waiting room
a cancer
a culture
a color

It is suddenly knowing
or never knowing at all

Fear is the hanging silence
the falling voice

It is a darkroom
where negatives
are developed

Fear is something
about your eyes:
wink?
blink?
pink!

It is always having to say
you're sorry

Fear is what comes
after a sentence
and before a final meal

It is opening the mail
It is waving goodbye

Did I know?
A sea of pain in me would flow.

Did I understand?
Love is an invisible quicksand.

If I knew,
My eyes didn't exude constant dew.

Each moment aching,
Love is like a grueling mountain trekking.

He is a cheat,
My cozy days turned into desert heat.

Always burning and burning,
Am I destined to do eternal mourning?

Obviously not,
Despite torment I'm happy a lot.

Want to know how?
Because before negative forces I never bow.

Her dress is red,her eyes are too..silver tears surrounded by black and blue. greens and yellows ,fading down her back. Her mind is dark, her hearts gone black. Scars of white across her wrists, arms a pink /purple blend..all the colors and yet theres no gold ,at this painbows end.

Two strings
Pulled together
Stretched apart

No attachments
No obligations
Just free

But what happens when
One string starts to get
Attached?