I'M SO SORRY
THAT I
HAVE FEELINGS
FOR YOU

Believe me
I don't want to
And you don't want me too

So really we both want the
Same things
Even though
I still want
you

The thing about loneliness
Is that it's perpetually present
With it's insane timing
And sense of resentment

The thing about loneliness
Is that it's a constant shadow
Hidden behind a childhood house
Or indented in my pillow

It's the mention of a lost love
Or a spontaneous epiphany
Knowing that not one living soul
Could ask for it specifically

It's a familiar face at an untimely funeral
And it lurks in the background sounds
Because even the faintest of hearts
Haven't got a clue of how to keep it out

But really you see,
The thing about loneliness
Is that I find a comfort in you
You're the only constant in my life
And you're a friend that reeks of truth

Because you don't need convincing
Yet you'd ignore an invitation
So tell me old friend,
How long until we meet again?

I tried to write a poem
About the tide in your eyes
But unsurprisingly
It didn't do you justice

I tried to write a song
About the pull in your lips
But unfortunately
It couldn't do you justice

You are so magical
That not even art forms
Can sum you up

Blue, wild eyes
Staring through me
As if you're searching intensely
For the part of me
That
Secretly loves you

Tell me

Tell me about your fears
Tell me about your transcendent wishes that run with the wind
Tell me you lose your mind sometimes

Like we all do

Tell me about your years
Tell me about your fluorescent ideas that come with your sins
Tell me you'd choose to die sometimes

Like we all do

I pray you'll let me in
On the secret that is your brain
You beautifully secluded
Enigma

He was beautiful
Abandoning the connoted femininity
Of the word

He was a brilliant masterpiece

But his strokes
Were ones of painful acceptance
Blood smeared over
Heartache

He was a sunflower

Tall and lanky
With the unspoken
Vibrance
Of his eternal petals

She could stare at him for hours
He both signified and condemned the idea
Of traditional
Beauty

I am a woman of the Earth
My hair as brown and dirtied
As the ground my toes caress
Beneath me

I am a goddess of this land
Taking only what I need and
Leaving the rest to be absorbed and
Cherished
By her people

Mother,
I am your obedient child
I nurture your nature
As you birthed me to do so

I am a woman of the Earth
No less sun than sky
And I carry,
Willingly
The trees in my heart.