You had fallen content with talking to the walls
I knew when I left, you wouldn't notice at all
The moment the door opened I'd forgotten your face
The wind blew furiously, disrobing my lace
I now stand naked in the cold, a discomfort
So comfortable, I no longer feel pain.
I am free, unbound, alone, but not afraid

The fruit that lies before me
is neither above nor beneath.
Wasting thought on fruitless worry,
existing for the pursuance of grief.
wasting your love by craving more,
accomplishing nothing but a heart
being torn.

I yearn
to make the sun shine
so I can see it reflect
in the lights of your eyes

jasmine is known to be
sweet and delicate
her life a never ending poem
and as she reads,
she slowly forgets.

jasmine devotes her life
to finding where she belongs
but she finds herself circling,
chasing her tail
forgetting that love was inside her
all along.

you see, jasmine's a traveler at heart
yet always confused on where to go
trying to create a perfect world
when her happiness can only be found
through word.

lily tells me she’s a lover at heart
i’d love to love her, but every time I try
she places her hand on my mouth
and looks up at the sky.
“I just don’t get it.
I can’t understand why
no one wants to love me.”

I reply,
“don't you ever think, just maybe
love is all around you
and you refuse to see?”
she frowns and furrows her brow
lily says she has an open mind
but she doesn’t want to listen
to what others have to say
maybe if she learned how
she’d let herself be loved
                            before she could run away

I wish a meteor struck as you held me close
and we're cradled by ash, molded by stone
thousands of years later
when they uncover our bones
they'll say,
"behold, a love that has died
to live 'til the end of time
two souls that will never
be alone."

The summer Irish breeze
feels just like you did
during those cold winter weeks
when my extra pounds weighed heavy,
when the snow smothered trees

Walking faster, then you ran
left me with nothing
but a car bomb and a pen
now when I look in the lake
I see your face
and it dissolves into sand

do you still look for me?
up in the pines
if the wind whispered, “it’s she you need”
just wander north, follow the sky
to the Irish countryside
and feel me in the breeze

we're wading through water
climbing up trees
weaving through branches
and falling like leaves

you asked me if I've ever loved
oh, if you only knew
I feel it all over again
each time I look at you

there's no reason to wonder
"is anything meant to be?"
when we're way too high,
just hold me tight
and we'll fall just like leaves

I met the strangest girl  
with messy hair and a crooked smile,
a heart that beat too quickly
and legs that ran for miles.
she loved to squeeze up next to me,
run her fingers down my leg
but her eyes looked far beyond
as her mind floated away
today she looked inside of me,
hair falling soft on her cheek
her parted lips began to move
but her soul refused to speak.

“so, I’ve been thinking
of heading off.
joining a brand new band,
singing a fresh new song.
you know I’ve always been happiest
simply drifting along.
I feel so peaceful here,
but I can’t stand anything
for far too long”

I answer,
“even me?”
she stares back blankly, smiles
and looks beyond

jasmine is known
to be sweet and delicate
her life a never ending poem
that, as she reads,
she slowly forgets.

desperately chasing her tail
to discover where she belongs
only to find herself circling, heading nowhere
she forgets that love has been in her
all along.

see, jasmine's a traveler at heart
yet always confused on where to go
trying to find herself a perfect world
when her world can only be created
through words.

why can't you figure out how to unravel her mind
as quickly as you do the straps holding up her dress
unlucky for you,
the girl you've laid eyes on
craves the tenderest kind of sweetness
the kind you only find wrapped
in trust and innocence.
if you asked me,
I'd say,
            "honey, you're looking for love in the wrong place"
yet, your eyes dart down instead of up into the light
but see, even then, I don't think you’re blind
you're simply complacent
unable to see your debility
in recognizing true, mysterious beauty
for where your eyes see *******
lies a soul, a chasm
of infinite depth,
illuminated by sunlight.
if you were able to finally see it,
you'd quiver and shake in delight.

I felt the gentle rock of the earth
as she held me in nurturing arms
a feeble child, touched by warmth
as we swayed together
I hoped you wouldn't let go
for if the roof came down from above
and the ground caved in
I'd be smothered by your love
and we'd be together again

discomfort is all
I've ever known
so how can comfort
feel like home?
how can I settle for this
when something better might exist?
I feel it in my soul:
the longing
the pining
for what? I do not know
but if I have nothing to reach for
then what do I do?
where can I go?
if I stay with you
I'll still feel alone
I am always uncertain
I am endlessly hurting
I will never be stable
so I'll never be able
to love you

my hunger will never be satisfied
for what I crave is not food
and feeling the emptiness satiates
more than eating ever could
when I starve,
my mind is occupied
and I forget that I'm alone
the pangs hit deep
and I smile
as they strike bone

a touch so soft
even a petal
can feel its love

she walks and talks like no one is watching
and you can always find her wandering,
singing and dancing with the flowers
swinging and swaying with the trees
it isn't until their eyes fall on her
that she realizes she's been perceived
she wonders if she ever wanted to be known
but she also knows,
she doesn't want to be alone

she's silent,
never makes a sound
but every time she moves,
she speaks
and the world listens

he loved her only as a concept
a disembodied fragment
to fit an illusion:
his delusion.

her essence contorts,
twisted and deformed,
so she could fit tightly
into his world.

a tainted story
of man's fabrication
and *******
of womanhood.

I know that you will never love me
how I need you to
because your heart is simply
not able to
you will never comprehend
the ocean that flows
within my mind
or a love that transcends all confines
and surpasses linear time
a love universal and arcane,
not earthly and mundane

your idea of loving me
feels empty, bland and meek
you touch me,
press your lips against me,
a momentary release
it ends as soon as it begins

I'll pretend to understand
but my mind will be in the sky
yearning for what
you cannot provide

I could be a happy song,
a breeze through your hair
a breath of fresh air
but I can't right your wrongs

I can teach you how to sing,
to live a life wild and free
I'll reveal to you the beauty
that waits in corners,
hiding

because it's the little things
the sweet, sweet nothings
that mean everything

when you learn to see,
come and walk with me

he asked me,
"what is the point of living
if you deprive yourself
of loving?"
and I answered,
"I live for almost nothing.
loving you has turned me
into a fool.
I love,
       and I loathe,
                      you."

In this world
the only way to survive
is to pretend.

you say that you love me
but you don't have the heart
you don't have the wit,
you don't think in art
not like I do.

I touched the fragile snow,
watched it slowly melt,
and what I did not know
soon after, I felt
my fingers were no longer cold
but ignited in feverish flame
yet they refused to let go
and continue to hold
the scorching snow
just the same

The desire for attention
is never fulfilled.
the more you get,
the more you need
to fill up
the gap it leaves

Perhaps, the worst thing I could do
is hold onto you.

I hear the rain falling outside
onto my window pane
there is something peaceful
in the sound that it makes
when it leaks through the roof
and burrows into my brain
it eases my thoughts
and drowns out the pain.

I used to fall asleep early
because I knew
I had reason to
wake up
tomorrow.
But now I have
nowhere to go,
no one to see,
nothing to do.
No reason to
go to sleep
or
wake up
tomorrow.

Stop wanting.
Stop wanting.
Stop wanting.
Stop wanting.
Stop wanting.
Stop wanting.
Let things come to you
as they should.
Let things come to you
as they should.
Let things come to you
as they should.
No.
No.
No.
You need to realize
that you do not deserve
anything.
anything at all.
This world was not built for you
This world was not built for you
This world was not built for you
There is no one out there
built for you.
No one out there
that can understand you.
No one that would even want to.
So either find someone
more ****** up than you
Or save the tears
for hell.

I just want to
Taste your love kissing me
See your hands reach for me
Hear your soul sing for me
Feel your heart beat for me
I just need you to
Let me love you
Like I was always meant to
Or will you always be
Just a beautiful dream
For me to long for
But never reach?

Two innocent strangers
Trapped in a passion dance,
Entranced.

Why have I been put on this Earth?
To live just to lose?
I keep on asking myself,
if I was allowed to choose
my person, my future, my destiny,
would I truly be happy?

The answer is
it's the fighting, the yearning,
the pondering, the burning,
that gives a reason to living
My suffering is a symphony
That builds and rings until one day,
In a clashing crescendo,
Discordant sounds align
and resolution is reached.
A peaceful resolve
will give strife
its meaning

Trauma shapes her outward projection,
A sorrowful display of rejection
And repeated emotional assault.
She needs to know that it was never her fault.
That there's still love left to give.
That there's a life that hasn't been lived,
She can acknowledge the darkness within,
and have no desire to live in sin.
Underneath her skin is an innocent core
It turns out she was never a *****

Look into my eyes.
Can you see it?
My loneliness
weeps
even when I cannot

You're stupid to think
I would put all my eggs in a basket
with a hole in it.

The days continue to pass by
And time loses reason to fly
It grows weary as it comes to realize
There is nothing to fly to,
No happy ending to pursue
For what would happen after?
For time, it will always be fly
                                                     and never 'flew'.

the yearning
is burning
my poor heart.
doomed to be
a hopeless
endeavor
from the start.

Would you rather experience true love and die young,
or would you rather live a good life and die old, never having loved?
I think, I would prefer the first
Because I cannot wait to be in love, and I cannot wait to die.
Yes! I cannot wait!
I cannot wait anymore!
With the threat of death close,
Life would mean so much more
If I had someone
to live for

Perhaps it was a fluke
And I never felt this way
after all
my emotions were fake
it must be true
for my sanity's sake

That's what I'll remind myself
every single time
I think of you

When I'm alone
I keep catching myself
Smiling
Imagining you
next to me

I smile as I feel
the sun shine on my skin
and we frolic amongst flowers
in the garden

you don't know how long
I have waited to feel
held and touched
by a love that was real

and as you pull me in close,
your hands melt into mine
I realize it's you
I have waited for
all this time

let's bask in this feeling
here, among the tulips
our two lips
can find meaning