Wake up to a sunrise...
Or rain

Have a cup of coffee...
Or tea

Share breakfast with a loved one...
Or alone

Go about your day
In all it’s wonderful...
Or terrible ways

Live your life
Love
Hate
Cry
Laugh
Be

Congratulations!
Without a single written word
You have just created a wonderful poem...

Or become one.

I caressed your face in a picture of you
with fingertips wanting to know
how the light fills your eyes.  
Immediately my fascination turned
into a rushing drive
held perfectly in the middle
of where your heart touches the warmth
of all my memories.

These thoughts alone gather
to capture the moon,
can you not see me wrapped
in continuous seasons
when I walk under the same sky
above where you sit?
My mind wanders and I close my eyes,
wishing you were here,
my fingertips find your picture,
caress your lips.

I tried to stay and be happy with you
Give back the love and kindness you gave to me,
And give you the happiness you deserve,
But I'm sorry, my heart is now the one talking,
It says I have to let you go.

I don't hate you,
I even appreciate your efforts just to make me stay
And the more I didn't want to hurt you,
'cause you'd be half dead,
I know you will.

I witnessed how you surpassed the challenges,
Just to make others think that they're wrong with
what they think about you,
Everyday you proved to me how much
important I am to you,
But now, my heart says
I've got to let you go.

Each day I listen to the
songs in my playlist,
But all I could ever think of is you.

And everytime I eat in my favorite
restaurant, still I'm reminded of you.

Every corner of the street,
even inside my house and in my room,
still memories of you remain.

I've no escape.
Your memory haunts me.
And everyday is like a hell...

I now realized,
I can't really live without you!

pale lavender half moon
freshly bloodshot whites
dried pearls clotting in your jaw

Hypnotic air looks at my heart
while the world waits
to rebuild the pain of old wounds
by turning back and twisting words.
Still, I offer up heaven as I write
inside a web of remembrance
where a fire burns in the darkness
of everything I ever said
that was not heard.  

Overnight the feelings of innocence
tremble on my shoulders
but the night still asks me
where you are
when I look out the window.
I began to wonder
if I spelled out storm
inside my web
to create a field capable of keeping
this smile on my face
sweet.......
and oh so slow.  

One day I will walk to a place I know
where there are rooms
where I can escape from the world
waiting to rebuild my pain.
I will then write with naked eyes
words that tell shattered glass
to be silent
while hypnotic air
becomes a gateway
for my smile's refrain.

The hour hand's on 10.
&
The minute's on 4.

I think,
I know.

Half of me died
with you.

Way back,
when,
October nights weren't
so
******'
lonely.

Until my other half
gives in.
I'll be your;

1/2-ghost,
earth-bound.
Sun.

For the "time" being,
I'll catch you on the
astral plane.
&
I'll see you in my dreams.

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When your life line
stops running,
across your body's
support screen.

What time
will your clock
stop at?

Time doesn't exist,
I will
ALWAYS
be here.
<3

THEIR beliefs are myth
OUR beliefs are religion

On high the gods laugh...