drawing

I wish I could draw
your eyes when they're
looking at me.

I wish I could draw
your smile and illustrate
the way you laugh.

I wish I could capture
your passion and put it
into words.

But I still need more time,
more nights studying
the way you look at me.

Because maybe one day,
I'll learn to draw.

And I'll draw your eyes
when they're looking at me.

poison air.

this air
  is suffocating
me.

so desperate
     for any kind
of reassurance.
        that i'll
never believe.

i'm drowning.

and all i hear
   is your voice.
telling me i'm ok,

but i don't believe you.

i believe
   in your silence.
in your touch.

but i don't believe
   that i'm ok.

i'm still drowning.

I just want to say.....

   A writer's fantasy
their journey.

   Twisted, and complex
never understood
   not even by the author.

Words come
   by themselves.
Unwanted.

Like the halls
   of a dream
bright or dark
      lies the truth.

twisted, unwanted,
   unwarranted.

   embrace   the twisted         fantasy.
live.    midst      the rubble of all the lives.
 twisted.
     written.


only            play.
        child's