Those who yearn
Yearn to learn
How to be the image of justness
It is an injustice
To us outsiders and loners
We are many but we are few we are the owners
Of heartache and sadness
We are the bringers of all madness
Away from sanity away from hope
Around and around we go mope
Around and around, we go cry
The lost souls of the sky
So go far away for this is no good
Stay far away because of this you should…

To be the one
Who is unable to see
Hope on the horizon
My love dies in
Endless rejection
To have no protection
From the endless assault
On my heart and feelings making it my fault
But if you show a bit of kindness
Then you will get rid of my blindness
To see another way
Another hallway
To happiness and joy
To the hope of a boy
Who was beaten and broken
By love heartbroken
Strolling through my choices
Listening to the voices
Of those who hated me so
That the clutches of hope let me go…

They said,
"The most beautiful art is
looking into someone's eyes
when they talk about the
things they love."
And I said,
"Or looking at someone you love.
Or maybe, just maybe,
by looking at the mirror
is the most beautiful art
anyone should appreciate."

If there comes a time
that you might lose me
Find me in my poetry

I’m sorry for hurting you
I’m sorry for rushing this through
I shouldn’t have done it
I hope I can admit
That I was wrong
And my common sense wasn’t strong
To see the clues
That were placed few
To tell me, warn me
That I should have stayed away from the concept of we
So go, brew in your hate
Of the open gate
Of my love
That soars like a dove
When I see you, I feel at peace
And all bad things cease
But if you do not want me
Then go and flee
Back to where I can never go
Where you will glow
Just out of my reach
******* my despair like a leech
All hope lost
All love clinged onto at any cost
Go far away
While I pray
That things would have been changed
To a better reality arranged…