As I frustratedly write this poem
I cannot find the right words to rhyme
All I'm asking is,who am I?
I do not mean to ask you that really
But its a question for myself
I could not clearly see what I'm here for
I sometimes barely stand on my own
For I shed a tear last night
On my pillow who I hugged tight
I'm lost in these valleys and plains
I run towards the hills,
Climb the impossible mountain
Swim the impossible sea
Reach for the stars
Very very far as I can see.
I lie down on my bed tonight
Slowly flashing every memory.
Oh so vivid!
Everytime it crosses my line
I draw it shorter in time
And find myself
Having the beginning and the end
At the same time.
How wrong of me to shorten my own race
I could not see my end nor my beginning
I stand infront slowly taking in every moment of a second
Minute by the clock
Blood running through my own vivid veins
Tears holding back
Fear tucked inside
And the clock yells GO!
And i run and run and run
Never to be seen again.

I am no where to be found
I do not nor will ever make a sound
Funny how the sun dies everynight for the moon
How I wish i would find someone like that soon
I am not so much of deep words
Just a little risky like the birds
Oh how they fly way up high
To the moon,yes beyond the sky
I wake up to this everyday
Remembering the month of May
Yes I get this
I am delusional in love
Hoping,one day--
Someday---
This day--
I could find my way.

Love is the cure,
for your pain will keep giving birth to more pain
until your eyes constantly exhale love
as effortlessly as your body yields its scent.”

She takes the day with a smile.
She gives everyone a part of her heart.
Making the broken bridges to a wild zipline ride,
somewhere over the horizon.
She does that to them.
But to her it seems to take forever.
To reach the horizon that everyone was longing.
She stands there looking.
Dreaming what it was like to be in paradise.