nothing to feel except anger and resentment
putting the cards on the tabl is me, my soul, my will.
There you were so perfect by definition, i thought I was your only one on the horizon
after discussing my  wants and needs
you said no problem
even without a plea.
My fear did not go away though, only increased with time.
Building,into pressure, my anxiety
to be only confirmed after investigation.
Just be honest is all that I said
Justbe_honest is that I read.
Anger and frustration filled my soul to the brim.
Bright Crimson was splatted on my face, nothing to show but my raw emotions
For that realization that I was captured in the web of lies you weaved.
6 hours,
6 ******* hours it took for you to check in,
Just to be on the safe side.
Feeding me more lies
Wanting me to continue to relinquish my power
My will.
To take pity on you ?
Ha maybe in another place and time but not now.
You know what you did for you to be alone at the end.
Now I start calling the shots to make myself happ

Huggy bear,
Snuggy bear,
I want you
I cannot bear
This situation-ship,
Neither of us can agree on
One things certain
It won't be long before I'm goneI

Prospects in life seem dim and grim
I wish I could feel a way that I haven't for so long
Without care or worry in a world
But life
Crashes down on me, like the tide hitting the shore, one wave at at a time,
Like the abyss,mysterious and treacherous
Nothing but darkness,
If I made it that far, perhaps my emptinesld not shear me to the bone. I have found one true thing that can be with me
Together forever.
Vast in sea, I gaze into my reflection,but nothing to feel except true hatred and disgust.
To think to be alone would be so alleviating but in reality degrading.

I hate  you
I love you
Maybe it’s not good enough to be true.
I know enough
With the waters this rough.
I’m just not happy like I used to
Mad and angry resentful and sappy.
I’m tired of caring, pouring my heart,
It’s bleeding.
The ****** of blood from my wrists
Drip down my arm
And kids ?
The moral of the story is not to be told
But experienced and forever alone.

The taste of your mouth.
The bittersweetness hurts me
To the point of agony.

Look at me
My skin
Has dealt with a lot


                         I have lived through
                         Tumors and attacks
                         Cuts and bruises from me
                         Bruises from him


My poor skin
In the end
This damage is
All for naught
Because


                            *"Scars are only **** on guys..."

The birds chanting to wish me good morning,
Sitting on the back porch,
With the flowers adorning
the suns presence.

Taking this moment to appreciate
Life and all it gives,
Too often we take advantage of how we live.

It's hard to get out of bed at the break of dawn
To remember how the birds sing their songs.

We must silence our ego
In order to let go
Of the pain that create this sorrow, Maybe not today but tomorrow.

To have the Strength to let the dusk leave us behind.
The sun eclipses
As we sip this fine wine from our lips.

To cradle us to sleep
Until the morning glory wakes us
From this deep entrance .
Prepared for the day for our soul
To dance.