They say if you look at the sun too long,
An image of it is burned in your eyes,
Well, I must have looked at you too long,
‘Cause your image is a 3rd degree burn,
And every second I spend breathing,
I see you.
I feel you.
I ache you.
I bleed you.
I need you.
I gauge you.

But I run.
I run from you.
And I hate myself.
Every length of my being.
I hate myself because,
You are me.


-April 21st 2013

Your scent in my bed
your voice in my head
your touch on my skin
the taste of your sin
all haunting me
until I see you again

Beginning to inhale, then exhale
I read my body in braille
No sound was made
Silence prevailed

Not a breath was taken, not a word spoken
Eye contact was never broken
As I looked in the mirror, I saw my soul
And I saw it with eyes wide open

I looked at my reflection across
It tried to weave through my mind like floss
And I could tell from the look of her face
She spoke the language of the lost

The ocean was caged in my eyes
I felt I were a beast in disguise
And I saw that the mirror
Was my beacon in the veil of the night

Like the bristles of a brush, her lashes drew me in
And by the persuasion of her eyes, I was convinced
That it hurt to know it takes a life
To learn how to live

I traveled the twisted pathways of her mind
Each inch was unrefined
Though I wanted to untangle
I was hopelessly intertwined

I saw skyscrapers turn to rain
And people drowning in their pain
Because no matter how fast we swim
We'll lose the human race

It seemed that feeling out of place
Is simply fear of what's changed
And some things have no reason
And some that can't be explained

Through her eyes, I realized
I've committed solitary suicide
No longer alone, I found that
My ground could be somebody's sky

Closing my eyes, I covered the mirror with a veil
I have freed myself, no longer jailed
No sound was made
Silence prevailed