Sing me a lullaby
Make it soft and sweet
Sing of stars and cookies jars
Just beyond our reach.
Tell me that you love me
And hug me to your breast
Then lay me down gently so,
And dreams will fill my rest.

I love you
A gentle kiss on the temple
A goodnight wish made simple
Arms wrapped round tightly,
And a sigh before they're gone.
Tenho saudades tuas. (I miss you)
I loved you.

In a crowded room
I look down at the floor
I close my eyes and all is no more
I'm swept away
To a world of my own
Only me here,
I'm back in my zone
I don't have to worry
About people or things
I drown out the chatter
That anxiety brings
But all too soon my
misted mirror must fade
I'm out of my mind
And back to the charade.

Why?
Why did you speak to me?
I was doing all I could
to be unapproachable.
I was determined to be unlovable
But you, that didn't stop you.
Why?

You're too kind
I blush, flustered.
You're too kind
I don't deserve it.
You're too kind
I'm a monster.
You're too kind
You don't know what I'll do to you.

Maybe I can fix things...
Maybe, but not likely.
Perhaps the thought is just as good.

The heat of the words rise,
Driving us farther from warmth.
Until all that is left is the ice chill
Of distant shoulders.
Nothing left to be restored.

You waste away your day you say
And I will tell you "it's okay"
It's okay to be lazy
(If it doesn't drive you crazy)
Do something that makes you proud
If that means to shrug off the shroud
Then give that shroud a good'n tug
Go outside and unplug
Know that the initial leap is the hardest
Take that chance, try your darnedest
And soon you may come to find
Though we try to occupy the mind
That waste away we all must do
How it happens is up to you
Even the sky at times is blue.

Who is? But I am.
The words repeat in my head
Roaring like a lion,
In a chamber left for dead.
The sound reverberates off the wall
On, and on the empty thrall,
Goes out like the bells that call
The cursed to their stead.
I must go and meet this end.
I must stop this play pretend.
And so, good-bye my only friend,
Until we meet again.

Phone conversation,
Leaves me feeling uneasy.
I do not like this.

A feud between body and mind.
The sort of which you're like to find
In psychiatrical pastime,
Resides within me now.

Who holds the bow, I do not know.
I feel them tousle to-and-fro.
Round in circles, they do go.
On, like a nursery rhyme.

Can I last their fateful blows,
Will I live in sad repose?
Time alone will tell me so.
Oh cursed, misplaced sublime!

I hear myself in whispers,
I glimpse myself in dreams.
But that is all just (a) sandman's lust.
And I will never be me.

I tried to analyze the flames by standing in the coals
and in the the midst of it I froze
Not froze, I suppose but rather burned
As the fire around me churned
My head, it melted
The thoughts did seep.
When your mind is lava 'cool' is hard to keep.

Wait itself is as tedious
As the passing of time.

Climb,
The hands of the clock inch.
It feels like an eternity.

Certainly I pass through as before,
But still the wait is insurmountable

Countable are the minutes that pass
One, two, maybe five?

I've got til 5 before I can go.
Back to the droll of wasted time

I'm stuck on a loop of waiting and wasting, wasting and waiting.

Choking,
Just beneath the surface, I drown in the weight of the subconscious.
Choking,
I gasp for the relief of release
But still the tightness in my throat won't go,
like a wave crashing down; the pressure is non-relenting.
Choking,
I give in
Letting the thickness of suffocation overtake all, then-
Glory,
Choking no more the lights of spastic magnificence flash in my mind and I, dead, find a new energy of one fighting to live.
I breathe again.

My mind is numb
I sit and think.
The thoughts don't come;
A blank page with no ink.
Do I feel?
It's hard to say.
I don't know what it is today.
Beyond the edge of perception,
Dark clouds foam
Come to join the depression reception?
I wish I could go home.

I do not say
What a day contains
The conversation dull
Though you may ask
I will pass
To speak would all be bull.