Gone

The comments;
Amazing legs,
Skin,
Hair,
You're proud,
Smile,
Constantly surprise,
I love you,
How I make you smile,
I want to be with you,
I drive you crazy,
I'm your last chance at love & happiness,
Intelligence,
Future plans....
These are things
I don't hear anymore.

Not sure if they're being held
captive in a small box in your mind,
Or perhaps, they are nothing more
than opinions you've left behind.

I am now a part of the background,
unspecial, like MOST everyone else.
I guess shiny things do tarnish.
Treasure turns to trash.

Looking over my bare shoulder
I see you sleep.
You look so pleasant, content, happy.
Even smiling and moaning.
I thought maybe you were waking up
and was happy to see me there,
naked next to you.
Then, realized all too soon,
you were dreaming,
of God knows what or who.
You sure were happy,
whatever was going on.
I remember I used to make you happy,
not so long ago..
Now it seems the dreams
you've shared with me,
have turned into just you,
having a dream.
You awoke for a minute or two
away from your dream,
Captive from the happiness it gave you,
only to find, just me, there.

Once upon a time,
there was a man.
Who couldnt wait until
the next time he could
cuddle or sleep next to the woman he loves.
Here & Now, that man loves me not
.....and only wants to sleep
alone, to dream.

The Autumn of Our Souls

While we were waiting for the Winter, wondering,
Our minds wandered to old cold and bitter things,
Darkened by the unforgotten signs left behind
By long since dethroned kings and queens.

And while we whisper through the wonder of the Fall
Wowed by the fit and fill, strength of kiss and thrill
Seasons past sweep us through the crashing of it all...
The consecrated crowns harshly smashed at will.

The end of Summer brought together a cool breeze
Through sticky weather, we met and were surprised
That such a palace could be as which we surmised
Not forgetting the old brought lies, fear, and disguise

Spring was a sick and spindly thing, remiss of warmth
pushed to a new land, expelled from kingdom old
Not yet met, we reflected near family hearth
gazing at a future we assumed, holds only cold

But once, if only if, we stay and wait for winter.
We will realize scars are harsh, dark and deep.
But we have promises to keep, miles to fulfill
And we will wait for winter's will.

Together still.

One & Only

The girl that wears glasses.
The girl that lightly snorts & giggles.
The girl that is crafty & resourceful.
The girl that can help you with something.
The girl that is humorous, & makes you giggle.
The girl that is confident, yet shy.
The girl that likes to get hands on dirty.
The girl that likes to fix things.
The girl that loves to cook.
The girl that nerds out.
The girl that loves to sing & dance, when No ones looking.
The girl that is slightly ticklish.
The girl thats adorable and accepting.
The girl that has your Heart.
The girl that decides to keep it all inside.

No Air

Tightening.

Gasping.
Suffocation.
Deprivation.
Clenching.

Reaching.

Desperation.
Humiliation.
Isolated.
Cut off.
Marooned.
Can't Breathe.
Can't find Air.
No Relief.
Oxygen.
Gone.
Hope.
Shattered.
Despair.
Imminent.
Danger.
System Failure.
Life Over.
Death Now.

Introspection

Deep in the place where good things reside
lies the darkest, smallest festering wound.
Derived from the best of intentions,
A shit road paved in gold.
Despair and doubt take hold
encompassing the only good left.
Eating it alive,
in return,
making me the living dead.
I was once a shell of my former self,
and slowly as the cycles of the moon change,
I began to find myself again.
Growing, learning, living, loving.
Once love had found me
it seems,
everything bad melted away, into nothing.
So I thought.
The hollowness I once felt,
that I thought was gone, has started to make itself known,
yet again.
Self sabotage and self defeating actions are choosing my paths,
without my permission.
You cannot control what you didnt create,
yet this darkness that manifests within me,
is of my own, a part of me.
I look to love to help relieve the hurt and sadness.
But it just looks right back at me blankly.
Did I not feed it enough, nurture it enough?
Will I always be doomed to fail, even when I have every chance to succeed.

True Words

there is so much movement these days.and we are but fractions of time in other people's lives.
i'd like to get caught up.with all thats getting missed.but everyone else is moving just as fast, if not faster.
the finish line isn't as important anymore, if your missing all the scenery.



M.D.P.G.

TANGLED

Like a moth drawn to light, I am drawn to you.
Trapped in your web, I am caught.
Wrapped up in your finest silk,
An intricately woven trap of pleasures unknown.
Waiting to be eaten up and devoured with the most selfish intentions.