I Want

I want something, that doesn’t exist.

A new creation, a different twist

wrung from within me.

I want something, that feels whole.

A Book of Life, control

of my soul.

I want something, I’ve never seen

Something peaceful, a finished dream

of happy endings.

P-2

Running up your heart,
Running up your smile.
Is running up a bill
Too high for me to pay.

You should make an exchange-
Finance over experience.
Find a man who can finally
Afford your fees.

Empty Days

I’ve been empty for the past few days.
 Do you know what I mean?  Full of feelings, but devoid of words, and unable to look the keyboard in the face, so I wouldn’t fake a phrase.

Sometimes, when you refill your glass, it remains empty. Maybe I need to get a new glass.
 🙂

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Dance

Dance
with dandelions
on dysfunctional
days.

Blow
their petals
and your cares
away.

Wind up
with the wind
as it parts your
waves,

As you
Dance
with dandelions
on dysfunctional
days.

Confusion

Confusion is

Nothing new

When the road traveled

Runs through the heart.

Imperfect Puzzle

Interlocking pieces of

Thought and Memory

That fall in together

To create a picture

Of a past

That never was.

 

The pieces always seem

To fit together so perfectly

Until viewed and placed

By anothers’ hand.

And then thought and memory

Fall apart by their

Insight of truth.

 

Puzzle pieces

That never truly fit together,

Only joined by force

To create Life

As we wish it to be,

The perfect picture

We will never put together.

Deep

I’m always deep.

Sometimes into thought,

Rarely into life,

And always into memories.

Serenity

is the best thing to keep

in one’s lie when finally found;

it has a tendency to cover

your bruises when you fall.

Stay

Everyone here

Can make me go

And never make me stay.

 

I’m looking for someone

To call my own,

Who’ll never go away.

Stars

Words are like trips to the stars…
Always falling at their end.