To Have

its simply a matter of perspective
to live and wish to learn
to love and wish to live.
what if you've seen,
had a glimpse of what might be.
what if you've loved
and now want it to be perfect.
will you boil it all in a concoction
using instructions to a recipe
to have it complete.

Liar

Driving away a peace

Conjured out of silence

Takes only a word

To bring it down to a sin.

Try and tease your way to forgiveness

Never borne out of intent

Needs an artist to play

And a joker to believe.

Never quitting the game

But believing you’re insane

Maybe the solvent for the solution

But never a catalyst for change.

Breathing down your own back

To conform to an expectation

Could exhaust your sense of self

And give way to make-believe.

So pack them all in and

Bring today tomorrow’s dream

For you can’t last forever

While jumping without a beam.

I do

If it never comes by again

How will I ever be able to tell

That it was at a point in time

One with my skin.

Would writing it in stone

Make it real

Or playing it in my head

Take me back.

Will telling you that I love you

Make it come by again.

down the road

show me what's at the end of the road
tell me how far i will need to go.
will it be fun
will it end happy
will i get bored along the way.
can i run back
will the road fork in to two
if i get lost
will you help me find my way...

Help

This thirst I cannot quench. My mouth always remains dry. It needs to feed on anything it can get but rejects it all the same.

Like how the blood on my hands never wash away. Stained, they remain- Fading only in memory, marking out my future.

My feet are cold. I have cold feet- Too scared to dare in to a place that I have built in my head.

My stomach churns and my head reels. Everything seems to be going past fast leaving me in the same spot.

With my eyes wide shut I look in to a hole within myself that sucks away any inkling of an emotion that could show me the way to how I feel.