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.

Avoidance

My burnt and beaten heart shudders with each pang of reluctant desire. Each tremor that rocks through, jars me from my level headed perch in the giant tree of ever branching truths. I climb in my attempt to escape the sting of unanswered pleas only to discover it follows, stalking my heels as I climb ever higher into my vision of what is true. So far from the unhealthy ground that always appears to be awaiting my fall and seems eager to take me into its heart once my own weak one finally fails me both in love and ultimately in life.

Hate

Like a slap, your swift exit stings me in its suddenness. How easily you seem to take what is so sweet and sincere and turn it into something rotten and cast aside. In that briefest of moments, I hate you. I hate that my strong and centered self has become a shapeless mass full of stupid and careless wishes. I cringe knowing I have left the softest part of myself open to one who could ravage it so cruelly without a second thought. If only the safe that held the past had not been reopened and released its foul unwelcome prisoner. Then freedom and strength would rule my world rather than sadness and desperation.