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empty without your
familiar ground, and exhausted from
standing so far away, my beautiful
home. muffled are the moonlit
cries of wolves as my harsh
yearning does nothing
but snow inches upon
inches and ice-over all
the hurt i had held so
tightly against me,
stumbling through the
present. i want to turn
and wander back to you,
oh homeland, oh frozen one.
how i miss your cold embrace.
I've Changed (poem)I've Changed
i change the color of my eyes
for my world looks so askew.
maybe i'll feel better if i'm
violet, red, or blue.
i change the color of my skin
to blinding ivory: snow.
every winter clings to me
and i want everyone to know.
i change the color of this room
to kill the normal: insincere.
if everything is fake,
i have nothing left to fear.
A Question of WorthA Question of Worth
i'm begging myself to give up.
i'm begging you to pretend.
the wash of days, the pain of
your eyes, is poisonous.
i am furious. i want to loathe you.
i am heartbroken. i only want love.
the burden of these emotions
seems to be rotting me away.
i wish i could have saved myself.
i wish i would have ignored it:
the cascading volume of your
voice: like a stereo in my memory.
i've been running in place, my love,
and you've begun to resemble a curse
rather than a sweet opportunity.
please, someone end this hurt.
hatred begins to plague me.
if i can't love you, anger will help
to cleanse your rubble from my heart.
you're not worth it. you're not worth it.
Happy RebirthdayHappy Rebirthday
you said no.
i finally stood up
from the shadows,
and you said no.
we were on the eve
of a glorious morn.
now our morning
is my mourning.
my hands shook
and my gaze averted
from the deep pools
of your sacred eyes.
and as you made
no move to stop,
i followed you to the
door. it closed on me.
the answers aren't real.
you haven't given me all
of what i wanted yet.
i demand a better ending.
i am so tired of the drag
and drop of the sun
through the days i wait
for you to come around.
oh yeah. oh yeah."
fade. a new song begins.
Classics of the UnrequitedClassics of the Unrequited
unreachable one of my tortured heart,
don't mock me with your glances.
when our eyes meet, there is only less
hope in my head left for us.
i've come to see that behind my planning,
behind the "maybe" and the "tomorrow",
i am deathly afraid of you. so please,
come to me only with affection.
this is my second winter of hunting.
you are gorgeous, my prey. you are wild.
and through the ivory, clouded winds,
my hands tremble only to hold you.
it's too cliché, isn't it? perfect in flaw.
you're the football player with your pack
of ravenous little minions: friends,
and i am alone.
and so i wait. and i watch. and i wait.
the days filter through the hallway windows
and rest their heads on the pains panes.
my cold, dry patience fades to hopelessness.
deep beneath it all, i know it won't end well.
i know you're going to tear my heart
and leave me forever unrequited.
i know that one day i will despise you.
do you even care?
why is it t
Persistence: The Ache of OptimismPersistence: The Ache of Optimism
inside the sanctuary of optimism,
our galaxies clashed in crowded hallways.
i spoke, and you looked away, ignorant.
i tasted the sweetness of simplicity
in our out-of-body conversations
and i can't help but want to hunt you.
your coyotes cackle and bark,
their mouths dry: their heads brainless.
the laughing can't stop me. it can't stop me.
sometimes i wonder if i've got you
in the lovely trap of my glances, my smiles,
but the tide just keeps turning: shifting with the wind.
i overcame my fears! i vanquished the
little voice within that stopped me from pushing,
fighting forward to your voice.
oh, the cascade of sand.
like an hourglass. like wind-whipped deserts.
the sound of your replies is like candy.
i am in love with the chase. i need to
hang on. i just need to cling a little longer.
"i just wanted you to hear me say it."
so tell me, quickly before the final bells sound,
do you love me too? can you love me back?
my powerlessness stings
like the winter air
that still plagues my worn heart.
the past is like a wound,
throbbing and burning.
sometimes i wish i could have
gone deaf for just one moment...
i begged for the future to take me
to a place where scars
melted into smiles and happy eyes,
but the snow shows me no mercy.
my monologues won't save me,
especially when no one will listen.
my poems can't deliver me
to the heaven in your arms.
you ARE my happiness.
sometimes i wish i could just
tie you down and make you hear
my words as they reveal my frustration.
more than anything, i want to catch you
in my net, in my trap, in my gaze
and place a kiss upon your ethereal lips.
i want the fireworks of our firsts to light the way.
i could look at you
for the rest of my life
and never want to stop.
an endless world is painted
like softness over invincibility
in the irises of your bright eyes.
i stood for a thousand years
inside shadows of fallen leaves loves:
reread their pages until erosion took the words.
i could trace my hand
over the curve of your jawline
for as long as my muscles would let me.
you, so (dare i say it?) perfect, emerged
from beneath the bitterness, the ignorance,
i held so dearly: like a jewel, like a stone.
all the hurt that had laced my iron cage
evaporated, and the hate i bore simmered
into calmness, simplicity, and a new best friend.
i could lie in your arms
for a million star-dressed nights
and never tire of your embrace.
and though my mind can deceive me,
i like to think that you're gong to be
the "one", the "actual", the "realistic and perpetual".
i could love you forever.
the fire that sparks between us
could burn, high and strong, for eterni
Dark TonesDark Tones
grey of winter.
her soul coughs out
the poisons that simmer
within the rising white banks.
ever-growing is the thought
that something is beginning here.
these hallways smell of life:
a calm drowse laced with noise.
the windows are fogged
with my breath. i'm standing here
so still, my eyes searching: wild.
connection! i need a connection!
i hunt for silly, stupid things.
things i know will not satisfy me
things that can't satisfy the hunger.
i yearn for simple glances smiles?
dark tones, low music, they hum
like brown, dry leaves on the wind.
the winter to begin the trend, the cycle
starts with the reverberations of your voice.
Take My HandThe feeling of our brushing lips
The love within your eyes
Your tapered breath and anxious pause
To look up and analyze
You know I’m inexperienced
You know that I am scared
You know I’d never hurt you
For you’ve seen my soul laid bare
You know I’m scared I’ll cause you pain
And you know I never could
But when you see I’m scared to death
Your kiss brings out the good
I love you for I trust you
And you trust me too I know
So thank you dear for when I’m scared
Not leaving me alone
For always being by my side
Although I’m frightened oft
Thank you for your warm embrace
And for your lips so soft
I never have the words to say
To make you understand
So I hope this poem helps you see
Why I someday want your hand
You AreYou are
Why don't you know
You're my star
Like a rainbow
Near or far
Like a pinky toe
Or a fresh new car
Sometimes we spar
We always grow
Never leaving one scar
I will never throw
Away my superstar
You're the Marley to this Moe
Our love is that bizarre
With you around i melt into dough
Never to burn or char
You had me at hello
I love you because you are
RabbitRabbit, you've got a tornado heart
And lips like the gales that tears me apart.
I'd brave the eye of your hurricane mind
Just to find the remembrance of the sun in your smile.
Rabbit, you're both my calm and the storm,
You make me so happy, and sometimes forlorn;
Knowing that smoke and brittle affairs
Are all that is born from fire and air.
Rabbit, your presence can render me stunned
"Just like a cliché- overused, overdone"
Oh sure, it sounds cheap, but make no mistake-
It's because of their greatness that clichés are made.
Rabbit, don't doubt that I need you with me
You are temperance, soothing like wintery breeze.
And in all iterations of life that we share,
You are that which my mind longs to have when not there.
Rabbit, can I be the boy that will save you?
Don't tell me to leave when the heat has consumed you.
When the wick has been lighted, please don't just stay silent
For misery's never been known evanescent.
"Please don't be sad- blue isn't your hue,"
Says you w
Never AloneNever Alone
i'm not alone; never alone
the tears hide under stones
it's time to find myself again
leaves heal my broken bones
done counting forward
it's time to count down
tape up the wounds now
dust off my rusted crown
time, you've held me steady
but your hands must untie
because this time, my old friend,
i'd much rather live than die
digging out of hell, i scream
scaring away those feelings
here's to killing confining walls
and lifting blood-stained ceilings
anthems ring from treetops
and the windows reopen to see
how the clouds reveal their silver
how this door has opened for me
this is sweet compromise
forgiveness will break my chains
and i'll banish these memories
only to burn away my pains
the bridges are rebuilding
while i've got more to cross
i'll find them when i get there
all overgrown with moss
days will keep their pace
and i'll leave oceans behind
i'll embrace what i can grasp
existing without trying to rewind
i'm not alone; never alone
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