Pomp
You want unconditional loveTo be known and accepted from aboveBut you hide yourselfin all the pomp and circumstances. I want to be judged as worth itTo be a choice above all othersBut I can’t demand the wealthOf attention in broken promises.
I hid myself
In that momentI knew that I was nakedSo I hid myselfIn a cloud of smokeAnd continued to eatFrom the tree of knowledgeAll the whileHoping that EdenCould survive. In that momentI realizedThat my heart was on the outsideThat every thought and feelingExposed to you.While you hid yourself from meBeneath layers of liesAnd carefully chosen words You…
How awful I must be
How awful I must bewhen a bipolarpole danceris preferableto my company.
Unrequited
Aug 29 Make up whateverstory you please. I will always knowAnd feelThe one manI findworthy of my loveDoesn’tDesire meAnd suchPredicamentPredictsI won’tFind love. Pretending to love meIs a wasteOf your energyAnd tastesLike fraud.DelusionalDreamsOf lifeCompleteEscape me tonight.So I choose none. No sweet dreamsWill come to meTarnishedFor lack of useWith a heavy helpingOf neglect. UnrequestedUndeservedUndervaluedUnrequitedLove. So I choose…
Full of shit
Aug 29 My car a metaphor for our relationshipFull of all of your shit from your old carThe change from the floor matTarnished like your love for meHidden treasures long forgottenAlong with trash thats soon to be goneBut you never throw anything awayNot even me or the receipt from dinnerWhere we talked until we fell…
My rod & staff
Aug 15 I don’t say how I feelBecause I don’t knowAnd I’m afraidBut I’m in love and lostAnd brokenAnd I can melt into youto make it betterWhile I lean on youas my rod and my staffIt’s like childhood andthe protection of adulthoodMerged into one.But I can’t hold it all any more.
Saying I Love You
Aug 9 After saying“I love you”So many timesYou suddenly stop. But it takes monthsTo registerAnd knowthat it’s over. Not becauseyou stopped loving meBut you started saying“I love you”So many timesTo another face
War widow
Aug 1 Will I change?What a question to ask?Everyone I have lovedhas found a way to leave me.And you will too.I look for your departure each daylike a new brideWho wondersif she will become a war widowAfraid to get too closeAnd afraid to avoid the hurtLest she be accused ofInheriting his loveFrom a pile of…
Wanted:
Jul 29 The innocent accusedalone in the streetstands ready to fight. Soft fingers reach,her grip holds tight, and…waits for the moment. It’s all on the linebut she’s feeling finebecause the manthat has comecalls her“Wanted:”
Heart Strings
Jul 27 TetheredFrom too much timespent togetherEntangled in lifeIf never a knotIt’s still a lotTo untangleIf you or IDecideTo cut tiesOtherwiseWe continueUnitedWhile you tryTo untieMy heart strings.