On the bus, waiting, wondering..."how did I get here?" Something is wrong, it's different I'm all alone, except for one who waits with me I feel nothing, no pain except the pain of silence "it's not your time, you have to go", I was told. "But why?" I asked "Because it is not your time", was the response. "I can't", I said. "Why not?" I was asked. Because I feel no pain, came to my mind I feel no pai...

Swim or sink!  Personally I prefer to swim!   Blue sky clouds like feather light, fluffy.... Looking at me as I walk under you....wondering.... What is it like to be in your shoe? Floating....in the wind natures playground....skip, hop....nimbus falling on my head.....light drops...tinkle I stick my tongue out...savoring cumulus....piled high....I see you for miles ...

Days of sleepless nights and swallowing every food in sight Feelings of discomfort and angst, of trepidation of wanting to comfort and heal Days of trials, and doubts and wanting to shout at the madness that swirls, and pulls you in Days of laughter and joy and peace and contentment of friends and loved ones and things you love to do Days of pleasure, moments to treasure wishing to have many more, so much more days like this Days when you're tongue...

Foggy unclear littered My existence seems cloudy, forever confused the clutter that exists in each little corner of my being unable to lay my head to rest until I clear the cobwebs that lays around like a fog foggy-ing up my senses Unable to see the path that has become unclear, the way no longer there for me to tread oh where do I go from here, which path do I take? the path seemed to be bogged down Littered, by past unable to let go dragged through the corpses of minds ...

You there! behind your shiny-fiber-glassed existence your exterior all glossy and shiny new looking out on the world beyond your darkened windows fancy-wheels-spinning-AC-blasting does anything touches your interior? Or do you pretend not to see the real-world plight of the bedraggled man looking at you sign-holding-hungry-looking-wondering-what-happens-next to his existence? Or are you one of those who bat not an eyelid at such display of reality bites? are you one of those ...

********************************************************************************** We thought we were in hell It might as well have been, it was an end An end to our world as we knew it to be Never to feel safe again To cry, to worry, to be angry Look what they did to us! Our city, our county, our world! But we cannot let them win We cannot let them think That they succeeded In wiping us across the floor As our soldiers fight To defend and to protect Our world We mus...

Lyrics, that brings back a memory of you photographs, that shows an image of you memories, of things you've done and said these are all I have of you, that sometimes makes me shed a tear to remember, to sing, to look back at a smile, a song you loved to sing, a movie you loved to watch "la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la..." Your presence I feel, at times I close my eyes, and I want to touch you to feel you, to be with you Just a hug is all I wa...

Calls my name out loud refuses to leave me alone I try to evade but it persists like sweat at it's most bothersome pungent attached to your nostril putrid non depressive, but pensive deep thoughts of anxiety how do i console you in your time of need how do i protect you from the hurt you feel i feel helpless as i sit here and wonder how to handle you are such a delicate flower i have to make you understand you, are not alone you, ar...

I’m flawed…in my own mind because I’m not perfect I’m flawed…..because I cannot be like you in your perfect world And then I remember that Society’s expectations should not become my burden! But in my imperfection I find myself and I remember that it’s ok to just be I find myself living in life’s moments and appreciating each experience as they come, Because I’m flawed and I’m me!

What's in a word? Letters, that's what! a means of communication, Interesting, or a yawn of Boredom Dull Tedious Uninterested With life? with self? been there, done that! read this, seen that! Too jaded to see beyond one's nose thus boredom sets in "yaaawwwwwn"! Boredom raises it's weary head looking pitiful, with disdain dares to take a look at life going on all around without it Yes! it's just a state of mind wake up you lazy ass! challenge yourself...

The blaze burned slowly, its flames seemed to be dying only a moment ago it was a roaring fire stoked and tendered with loving hands taking turns, adding a log, a bush, a kindling, here and there, as it crackled with excitement you could feel the warmth as it blazed with love and cheerfulness the flames glowed invitingly Everyone gathered around feeling the cheerfulness, and the warmth as it glowed feircely with pride, it felt good to see the bright flames beckoning to each oth...

She stood alone facing the world wondering what's to become of her now? drowning in the quagmire of life fighting to stay afloat turning every which way trying to survive fighting for some sense of normalcy to prevail She stood, nondescript unworried about what others may think "I must look a sight" she thought to herself No makeup, hair pulled back, no fancy clothes a worried look on her face she caught the furtive glances of passersby some didn't register, blank expressi...

Lost and alone in the distant night that feeling has gone awanderin drifting like a log down a winding stream sometimes it matters not what you say sometimes there's nothing to stop the feelings I hear the call that goes out, that drifts o'er the night it is so strong I could almost touch you you seem lost, I feel that way too yet we can't give up when there's still so much to be done stories to tell, laughter to share The writing's not yet on the wall, ...

There he is that tall drink of water his voice smooth each word awakens in me like molten fire those eyes oh how I could swim in them to find the place that is his heart his center my brain hurts trying to wrap our bodies together oh the things he could do to me I remember those hands, long, tapered fingers large hands that makes me wonder if…. yes if….. I scan his body that firm, taut mass of muscles as he moves ever ...