I was told I couldn't love anyone if I didn't love myselfBut that's not what my heart says when I look at a picture of you That's not what my mind says when I hear your nameThat's not what my body says when I react to your touch I never loved myself My thoughts would always just consume me, and I would give up Waking up to a message from you puts a smile on my face each and every day from the moment I woke up to the momen...

Sticks and stones are vicious things,The hurt they bring intense.Whips and chains make chosen painIn careful increments.Words are better -- stronger tools.Brutal, ruthless, savage.They break no bones -- those truths, those lies.More potent is their damage.Your words, my love, they changed my life;I died the day I met you.You said you loved me, said, “Forever.”I wish I could forget you.  

All our eyes have seen all that lives and breathes along with each beloved face written in the stars, and now we should let the day just begin. With all coming face to face as distant thunder can be heard rolling out on the horizon, as we sit here as travelers out on this open road looking for that place where sorrow dies.It’s for myself and for my friends that my stories are spun with no words being possessed by no speci...

Dear Lover,just one last timetake me into your armshold me close.Love me.Remind me of the reasonsthe reasons I should staythough we both know,I must walk away.You deserve more than I can givelove and adorationshould be the goalfor me,I'm just trying to surviveSo many things are rightwhen I'm with youmy heart is aglowbut we both knowthat simply isn't enough.Dear lover,I'm afraid, this is goodbyetrust me, I want to stayI ha...

Sipping a cool soda on a hot summer dayReaching out to touch her left handPaying her a left-handed complimentWith grace, she pays it backMy beautyMy proud beautyTouching with the left hand of lovePerfectionHolding handsMy right hand in her left handPerfectly right for meAnd for herMy little leftie of loveWalking and talking In grace and joyAnd tickling the palm of her left handSpending what time we have leftTouching finge...

There seems to be something in the air, with most knowing it’s right and the lamp is burning low with the air being silent in the darkness held at bay by the lamp’s feeble light on this winter night. Been told I would feel nothing and I wonder how these cuts will heal and if they will leave more scars of where I have been that the sun’s dark light won’t ever heal? I know there is a light that most can’t see and it shouldn...

Apathy clung suffocating herInhaling boredom, exhaling emptinessDaily life a blurShe welcomed change with bitternessHer bones wracked with discomfortWeighted down by inferiorityComplete annihilation of effortA grave lack of superiorityHer brain sucked dryThoughts brimming with criticismPleading; Wanting to cryShe lacked this mechanismExistence on the edge of a knifeSteadily coasting in absence  Ravenous for the thrill of...

Seems I was born in a thunderstorm and been where the demons go, having found solace in that one inch no one can touch deep in my mind where the winds never blow. I am still breathing, and have survived all that has been thrown at me in this Bittersweet Symphony, or Vale of Tears known as life after having made every mistake imaginable. No one should kid themselves for we are all on our own in this life and though I might...

Still I go walkin’ after midnight and go walkin’ for miles after the guns have gone silent, and after most of the wounds have healed. Tryin’ to recall those words I could never say when that long dark night had finally passed as they seemed to become some more of those things on my chest that needed to be one day confessed as I tried to reach out and touch faith while feeling alone, and unknown and just made of flesh and...

Standing here taking in all of what was seen, and wondering if I act accordingly will each minute count for something in all eternity? With conviction seeming to be following all the accusations made, and the crimes and misdemeanors are all clearly undefined with them still giving away time to be served of some kind. While all look around for their possibilities down by the riverside, as the leaves slowly turn brown with...

We may not let our heroes fade with timeLest martyrs be erased from honor's scrollWe must make sure the memories stay sublimeOf deeds that still define our nation's soul Collectively we share the warriors' painAnd cradle fallen soldiers of all kinds We soothe the brows of patriots againTo feel their sacrifices in our minds So raise your glasses to the ones who gaveAnd let the poppies bloom upon your chestWe celebrate the...

Wondering if I have a choice if I stand my ground and if my voice will be heard? Holding on to the lessons hard fought and won in the past, with only you and I standing together in the city streets where the heat can be felt. Wondering at times who is the one clever and wise, and which one is the one telling all the lies? While sometimes it never stops raining and there are times when I miss nothing, and other times when...

To the bone, flayed through fleshand torn awayfrom the tendons and ligamentsof a tortured body.Moans of regret,mourning sensitivity,singular lossbefore the dawningof renewed passion.You have felt it beforeand wish for it no more;no more with the suffering, rejected and escaping,and waiting patientlyfor your destiny, writ in your sleeplessdreams.It is the last time that your eyes seek to seesomeonepassing through dusty cor...

It's crazy what you can find inside your mind sometimes. Scary, at the very least, and yet it comes in rhymes. Sometimes. I stepped up to someone I thought I knew, but it wasn't you. You knew it too. Didn't you? I fell into a colorful dream of dark and grey misbeliefs and thought I'd thought of everything. Inside I silently scream. Restlessness inside this day, wishing you could take it all away until I pray and pray. Ple...

I am just a balloon lost in the sky.A friend and victim of the four winds.Where does a man belong?Where does he truly live?Only reflected within his lover's eye.Me? I am just a balloon lost in the sky.Perhaps, god's eyes are the bluest blue.Perhaps, I know nothing true.If love were in my heart all the days of my life, I would be more careful.But then again, lady, any risk for you.I am just a balloon surfing the storms.The...