Sometimes I say things
to say something
Words without meaning

But my words to you
will always
ring true.

Here I lay in summer's wake.
But truly,
I died that day
out at the bay.

A killer kills
to fill
a conniving cavern
of inner calamity

He likes to collect feelings
the angry ones
the sad ones
the happy ones
His mind grows heavy
with this adamant passion
He sleeps knowingly
and without peace
as if he can sense the bad
creeping around him
ready to pounce
You watch
wishing
you could help
wishing he could know
that he's safe
because no matter what
you'll always protect him.

Do you choose not to feel?
Like a hand with a glove chooses to not touch.

Time ticks away
tying tears tightly
to my tired eyes

bound to me now
till the clock is unwound

knots going back farther
I cry for my father

        Please untie me!
        Untie me,
        untie me from the pain!
        Release the child
        imprisoned in my brain!

Birds calling to one another
Weaving a web of whistles

The quiet has a strong smell
No usual pleasantries remain between us
We're just left to marinate in the air of regret

Under the streets luminescence
"I don't love you."
...
I breathe in the words
Suffocating

Soft oak eyes,
I hear rustling leaves when you meet my gaze.
Magnificent branches wrap around you.
Perched musicians who chirp mesmerizing tunes, ******* me in like a siren's song.
I see you through my purest eyes,
For not to corrupt your pristine haze.
Your beauty is a maze.