liquid gold splashes down
bitter drink made warm and sweet
wakes me up smiling

Walking through
the empty halls
wishing for you
to grace me again
with your light
gentle presence

Brushing fingers
across the books
and grabbing one
an adventure novel
that you so loved
yet still left here

you are a ghost
lingering around
in my home
and my heart
leaving those sweet
memories scattered

I'm no puzzle piece
it's not a question
or some problem

I'm a little different
but that's not wrong
I can just be myself

I'm not part of your ideal
I shake, smile, and stutter
and get nervous alone

I'm a lover of many things
just not touching you
or being put into boxes

dark room
draped in shadow

soft music
slipping in and out

gentle colors
flow into my eyes

fuzzy socks
will warm my soul

heavy blankets
help ease my pains

emotions bundled up
unstable nuclear reactor
waiting to meltdown

letting my hair down
washing the day away now
freed from my work stress

don't tell me                           don't tell me
all the things                          what was said
they whispered                      behind cupped hands
in the dark                              in the hallways

Don't tell me of their dark whispering words of hurt