He claimed to be a poet
Though his words
Could never show it
Because he'd never known
What words to describe
The most beautiful
Artist he'd ever known.

He claimed to be proficient
With usage of words
Yet he could never find
The exact words that came
To mind
When he wanted to write
About the talented artist.

He suggested to a thousand
Strangers
That his word
Changes
With every thought
But yet he saw no change
In his words
When he wrote about
The smartest girl
He'd ever known.

He tried to tie
The threads of his mind
The knots within his soul
Over what words to use
To form a string of words
Befitting someone
As amazing as her.
Yet, none came to mind,
None did occur
Over what words
Described her
Except; indescribable.

Dear You

I wanted to write and tell you all the things I think you should know.
I wanted to tell you that.. you are amazing and I love your words.
Every comma, every consonant, every vowel, every **** syllable.
I feel your heart pour onto the page and it makes me hold my breath.
And pray.
Because .. even the angels need to know what you write, well, that's what they should be preaching.

And I know that times are hard for you, and I feel that too. I know just a little of how that feels. It's not quite the same but, I have anxiety and I worry a lot and I always think I am going to die and my heart races and the world is just too big and it's too loud and tries to eat me alive... and...  
I wish I was invisible.
Maybe that is nothing like the things you face. But you are not alone and I know you are brave. Braver than me... is braver a word? braver.. braver.. more brave, bravest?
Any way... the thing is ...  I will be here should you need me, you just call out my name and you know where ever I am, I'll come running... wait a minute... that's actually a song... I'm quoting some song lyrics to you.. yeah... this is why I don't actually go out much, and probably why I am single..
Okay, I know I am messing all of this up so, I just want to tell you, before I ruin everything.. you are wonderful. You are brave and courageous. You have a soul that I can feel through your words and I think it is beautiful. You are a waterfall of wondrous things. And I hope I can tell you that, I just want you to be my friend...
And if you say yes, that would make two.

Okay I hafta go
Just don't stop writing okay... never stop being wonderful.
Lots of Love
Me
**

You can hear me reading this here...
https://soundcloud.com/rachael-435397529

Probably quite dreadful but I tried :o)

I don't want to feel this broken heart
I just want to be where you are
If its another day all alone
im not interested but I'm learning to move on
I promised you I would stay strong
but it's taking all I've got and some I'm not

poor and tardy ; i'm broken from birth
with a criminal blade of nothingness
concealed about my person
i'm an untreated thing

i'm growing from there
i'm gnawing at life
it's increasingly undemanding
as I still it by my side as a 'not a friend'
indifferent
impermanent
and, all the more, reassuring for it.

I probably should have let you finish your coffee before I spoke.

Sensors off the charts.
An earthquake of raw emotion beyond control.
Tectonic vibrations all over the kitchen.

Windows to the soul stained red from yesterday's burden.
It was there all along, I know you know that I know.

One barely visible membrane of composure is the last thing holding up the whole god ****** building.

Kinetic veracity.

POP

The dam might of held for one more day.

Seriously though, your a ***** in the morning.

Art.

People will love you and support you when it's beneficial.

There it is again.
It plays in your dreams.
In your nightmares,
You've heard this song all your life.
But could never figure out where its coming from.
Is it from emotion
Or maybe your heart...
What about your soul..
Maybe?

Your sides
Embrace the leaves
Around whom you pass

A whisper of serenity
Nature's music
Available for all