Innocence and full of hope
Quickly became disparity and anguish
Nothing left, sold some dope
Miracles were needed, not a wish
Sleepless nights
Sickness began to start
Tunnels continue with no lights
Conscientiously loosing heart
Parental disconnection
Being alone and the one
Purity vanished
Gone farther than "just kissed"
Cupid doesn't like resistance
But we had no chance
2.5 years of a roller coaster
Then I lost her
Learned who I was
Living in a sobriety buzz
Dagger to the heart
Found a poetic art
Going across the country
It's more than just a dream
Not just a quick scheme
And finally doing it for me

a condition for disjunction
an empty land on a delusional scape
a void in a vertigo vortex

eulogy on past future tense

search
for utopia

a time
a place
to be

unconditionnaly

deleting
deluting
dispeling
a scattered voice

to thrive
groping
along the blind  alley
leading
nowhere

She
asked
him then for
sanctuary,
to run, hide away
from pain and death calling.
He let her in. Could he not
see, would he not know...? A stardust
path she silently draw... Never was
his thirst fulfilled, her heart unfolded.

Took my seat as usually, an old broken
puppet in a shelf, left alone, staring around.

And this girl is walking and now she seats
right in front of me.

Renaissance white blouse.
Brown almond soft skin.
Wet red lips.

She looks right into my eyes.

We smile.
No.
We laugh. Openly.

If I had lean towards her
we would have kissed.

I can feel her lips,
I am sure
she would taste
like cherries,
her skin fresh
as a breeze
smoothly warmed
on my leaning.

We should have kissed.

If I wasn’t I.

And I shiver,
leaving the train
thinking of her
all this time after.

We live in a world where we cannot live without relations,
To go out, lose control, and have a celebration
But to do this, we need those special people in our lives,
To even think about them suffering any pain, brings a tear to our eye

We refer to them as 'family'
Observe them first hand, in pictures or in the form of a tree
Without them, we wouldn't be who we are,
We expect so much from them, including gifts such as cars
But we forget something very important as we grow up,
The fact that they are growing up too,
Is extremely sad, but true
So spend as much quality time with them as you can,
For these times are only limited,
Prove to them that all their love is truly worth it!!

This galaxy I think I know
My body's in the village though
I will not see me stopping here
To watch my hair and flesh grow old

My little brain must think it queer
That I am there but also here
Between the stars and dust and rays
The darkest places are not to be feared

My body cries and starts to shake
It needs to know I won't forsake
The vessel in dimensions, three
With bones and blood and hands and face

This place is lovely, dark and deep
But I have promises to keep
And miles to go before I sleep
And miles to go before I sleep