stranger

I don't know me anymore.
Hello stranger,
who am I?
Please tell me
why I feel the way I do.
Why there are sad marks on my arms,
why I get a pain in my chest when I think of him,
My past haunts me, like a confused ghost.
The expression on my face is lugubrious.
It pains me to speak,
it fills me with sorrow to smile.
But why,
why stranger..
why?

Wounded

Blood dripping onto the floor,
Razor in hand.
The pain in my wrist is appealing,
but the pain in my heart is overpowering.
Should I cry?
Can I cry.
It pains me to hurt you.
So I create my own pain,
so that you'll never have to feel
the war that goes on inside my head.
Its a battle zone,
and I am nothing
but a wounded soldier.

Only you.

Sleepy eyes, Tired thighs.

My brain is wired with you. 

I look at you, and see happiness

 in those speckled brown eyes.

You make me smile, you make me laugh. 

I don't know what I'd do without you.

Your words haunt me, with delight.

That smile could create world peace. 

Your hands linger on my face,

your lips touch mine.

the sky above us, 

and the gravel below.

throwing rocks, because

we make our own shows. 

You run circles around my brain,

my thoughts get jumbled, 

I trip all over myself. 

But being with you, 

is worth every 

stumble,

trip,

and fall.

Loving him.

Before him,
my walls were crashing down,
my life was ending,
the scars on my arms were vivid and red,
my smile hidden, my eyes sad.
After him,
My walls are held up with glue,
my life is a constant adventure,
the scars on my arm are fading and grey,
My smile is exuberant, my eyes light up when I see him.
He is my missing piece, now my puzzle is complete...

His smooth lips

Your eyes draw me in,
your arms keep me there,
your lips against mine.
I produce a small giggle,
your eyes light up.
we are together,
here,
now,
forever.

FIRE (cop out)

We surround the fire.
It burst, sparks, and ignites.
We huddle to stay warm,
the ice beneath our feet,
crackling, and breaking.
We laugh, and we sing,
you, and me.
baby, we've got everything.

HIM

His chin, covered in little whiskers.
His neck, spotted with little hairs.
His dimples...
He smiles at me,
He makes me laugh,
You are something special,
Loving you is something crucial.