Dependence

As my addiction, you constantly pull me into to your spiral world of contradictions and illusions. Drunk on desire, my mind persistently spins toward your amazing ability to yank me from my place in this straight and simple world into field of carnal thoughts that can bring me only trouble. I long for; no I crave to feel that moment of peace that comes from accepting the idea that I can never lose the need to have that fix of your making. The constant hunger may get buried, but your presence revives the dreaming creature that is determined to feed on the overwhelming forces we create.

Lost

Lose yourself. Find that spot inside that frees everything you have locked away. I can almost see it hiding, deep behind those stony eyes that try so hard to stay empty and cold. Crystal blue glass walls that hold back a flood of unwanted emotion stare back at me when I struggle to see what secret thoughts you hold tight. Forget the danger that goes with letting go. Lose yourself in the magic of childhood dreams and reawaken the fire that once made your eyes glow bright.

Imaginary Me

Whisked away on a feather light dream of the unimaginable, a world of carefree days and unleashed nights waits for me in the place where my mind wanders. Unchained, I drift into a world where they not only cherish the unconventional, but embrace it. Unique is seen as a prize that all wish to attain. Only in that place do I truly exist.

Take Care

Be careful with me. My fragile paper heart has been torn by so many. Its edges are ragged from years of pretend embraces that whispered of love, but smelled of betrayal. No longer is it crisp and hopeful as the heart of a trusting child. That sweet innocence has long been stolen by the wolves who posed as my guardians. Frayed from deception and disappointment, its transparent skin could hardly take another wound from a being I trust so much. Be near me, but mind my delicate heart as you do.

Ignored

Wrapped in stinging thorns, my heart strains to beat under constantly tightening pain. The barbed spikes poke their way through, ripping and tearing at the tender flesh. With each labored beat, my breath fades and my pulse grows weak. The pain is hardly more than I can bear. Struggling to be free from its jagged net, my heart dies within these poisoned constraints.