Eyes darting in and out of focus
Heart pounding over the sound of my thoughts
Lungs screaming to take deeper breaths
Ears ache as her voice drones on
Mind filling with more and more fog
Heat takes over, breathing more difficult
Fearful that sirens will soon be in the distance
DO NOT FALL DOWN
DO NOT GO TO SLEEP
The cold returns, as does breath
Shivers scale the spine and fall again
Fog continues rolling in
Clear thoughts not a possibility

Drink my blood like cider
The ochre goes red
Outside my skin to
Deify the god inside
Ill vie for your minimal
Mulling over the caramel
Affection with the other men
Who came before all the same
But please gratify me to ease
My fears which stand like trees
Get me high like reeling teeth
Which seeps silt and sifts sand
O, I turn yellow with an ill
Sour piano trillo
Allow me to try my size
With lies my swallow belies
But swallow a swallow
And my stomach ***** open
Wide for you to titlelize
O, I try and try, but
You are wont to die
By my shy crime
So, I’ll go like the sweet
N-low in bad coffee
You spilled for me
And the rain will tear
My mother always told me so
One day, i’ll know
The way your lips mouth no
Now, wipe my tears dry
Sing ‘til I die
Then linger once more
In mind and memory
Loosely flows tomorrow

The absence of a roof over my head is not a disadvantage because I can see the stars while dreaming.

Blue is the flavor of bland warm berries
Made into delicious fresh pies
Of nights spent stargazing upside down in driveways
It's the flavor of moments mostly forgotten
At playgrounds and corner stores

Blue tastes like secrets
Hidden sips and soft hands
Like salty air and crunchy marshmallows
It tastes like hot chocolate
On a long bus ride home

Blue has always been the sweetest colour
Almost all the best flavors and memories are Blue

Well, that was the case
Until I met you
You've coloured my world yellow
And it too is beautiful like blue

am i being too quiet?
am i responding like i should?
do you find me distracting or frustrating and distant?

did i say that right? or was it too much?
if i stopped saying anything would it be then enough?

is my hair in my face?
my outfit out of place?
does it matter i don’t look the way i feel like i should?

did i get it wrong this time?
did i get it right?
why is the compulsion for judgement so strong

is there meaning in this?
do you even care?
if ended tomorrow would the stars come and see?

have seen how you move?
have you felt why you cry?
do you wish for anything or to just say goodbye?

Challenges do not damage the human psyche
only our response does
by deciding to let it affect or not
you can control your strength and your weakness

Life is .....all we've got
work at it
go with it
enjoy it

I'm crackling with energy,
Shining with power,
It's my hour,
To be extraordinary.