remember when
you fought to live
fought for our rights
freedom to give
remember when
out at sea
strong waves lashing
courage to be
a warrior fighting
for fellow man
keeping together
our selfish clan
fighting for
our right to be
our right to choices
right to be free
now to honor
your day at last
is it enough?
remembrance past?

I shall give you
every day
my past my future
in every way
I give you thanks
and all respect
every day
and somehow yet
I know that this
is not enough
you fought the war
with much rebuff
all the freedoms
I enjoy
the soldier grew
from a small boy
born to protect
and born to serve
perhaps it's more
than I deserve

I’m an unemotional mess. Just call me a paradox
I am surrounded by seas of nothingness
Comforted by the lack of a beating heart.
I am chaos; I am a calamity.

Just a mass of unsure existence
Engulfed by a cloud of grey.
There is no black and white for me,
Just a horizon of unequivocal bleakness.

The emotions within me stir nothing,
Unlike those that surround me.
It seems their hearts beat in unison
While mine remains silent.

My heart feels like oblivion.
I hear its silence over the snare of beating hearts.
What will happen when they become louder than my own?
I’m a mess. An utter disaster.

(a)
at the darkest part of her mind
found a boy dressed in white
with nine
white roses in his hand
for those were her favorite
but then she remembered,
that it was nearly impossible
for a sanity to live with insanity
and she was insanity

(b)
sat on her chair, faced the screen
laughs, smiles, they all existed for a while
until he kissed her soft clean skin
and it began burning into ashes
as the skin rotten

(c)
hollered for help
with the loudest
and no one heard her
and everyone chose to ignore her
pain loved her
it never left like the boy did
and for every love pain gave her
it ached and broke every bones and skulls she was made of

(d)
and she ended it here
just like she promised she would

How we value
the legs
and the hands
and the lips
of human design.
How we love
the tight clothes
and the items
that are cut way too
short.
How we love the guilt
of watching something
attractive go by
as our eyes
navigate the curves
and patterns of
bipedal making.
How we want to be:
Horizontal.
Tangled.
Destroyed.
Fused.
One.
How we value
steel eyes
and button noses-
a sharp face.
How we try to
stay occupied with
hobbies and keeping up
with work but oh lord,
how we always go back
to chasing phantoms and
dreams;
burning secrets and harsh desires.
How we fantasize the form
in every art humans embrace
painting,
sculpting,
language.
How we let our minds
wander in the dark
along with our hands
and our hearts.
How we love to love
something o' so beautiful.
And how those mediums
enter our being
and make sweet, daring,
and perfect love
to our aging and aching souls;
because we love to love
something o' so beautiful.
How we love
the human nature,
the spirit,
that comes from another.
The one that makes us laugh
and cry and
lie restless at night-
filling us with questions
and animalistic returns.
How we value
ourselves.

I live life with no true regrets,
So I remain distant from the stress that lies in the distance.
Those heartaches you’d swear on your name
Felt like gut wrenching pain,
And all the agony that comes with reminiscing.
The memories so vivid and descriptive
So realistic, that I can taste the sweat on her lips,
And feel the hesitation that sets in before the kiss
How my hands gripped her hips
How her skin felt like temptation
How the moment lasted forever
How I realized it wouldn’t last forever
When I snap back in to reality
I feel like I witnessed a tragedy
Because this is not what I want
But it is what I once had
And the memory brings
Back the chemistry
That was once so great it seemed like symmetry
As time fades away these thoughts seem to stay
Permanently embedded in my brain
Sweet yet vicious like lye laced kisses
Or the exquisite meal that’s prepared
For the man that’s about to face his fears
And find out what awaits him in the next dimension.
I use to spend my days in darkness and mischief.
Though I changed my ways when I saw her face.
I saw faith in sway of hips,
So my breath she takes away as I kiss her lips
That past she takes away I feel that I missed
What it could have been
If she would have been with me back then
If I could have caressed her skin
If love could have begun with her
If the past could have been spun with her
Instead of the web that’s weaved of mistrust, lust, and hurt
If she could have claimed her turf
Before the others came to work
The ones that made it more work for her
So at times my love may seem like a curse to her
Though she knows our future is bright
Like a distant star in the sunlight.

I’m certain that I live with no true regrets
Though it seems that the only purpose of the past
Is to remind me of what I had
To take the truth and twist it
To change me from sane to demented
This misery is worse than a child sitting in detention
When the teacher failed to mention
He could attend recess.
If only my life I could reset
If only I could Ctrl, Alt, Del
The recesses of my mind
And let the monster loose
I’m forced to trap in the basement
All the built up anger I’d hate to displace it
And all this love has yet to replace it.
Happiness is here I can taste it
Her presence is far from basic
Every minute treasured none wasted
Every hour helps build this tower
That’s meant to reach heavens
This power of peace
This peace of power
She has over me
Makes me feel complete
So I’ll Ctrl, Alt, Delete
Any memories that aren’t as sweet, as She.
That aren’t as deep as me
Inside of Her
Making love with her,
My only wish is to share this love with her
Maybe have a son with her
My life is like white doves with her
So I live with no true regrets
Because my past brought me to her
So I don’t mind the heartache and the hurt I once felt,
Even if my heart is Ice she’ll make it melt