PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

You ask me

For the impossble

For anything is possible

In this world where the windows are painted green

With envy and jealousy

My envy and jealousy

For I want what you have

All the beauty that the world can offer

It's all

Wrapped up tightly somewhere

In a little blue ball you keep hidden away

So no one can hurt you anymore.



I'll tell you you're okay

I'll tell you you're flawed, and that's okay

I'll tell you that you're beautiful, and that's okay

I'll tell you that you're strong somewhere

And when you find it

You won't need my help

But then again

You never did.



You may not be able to write poetry anymore

They may have stopped knocking on your door

But when you sit adrift among the insanity

I'll drift along with you.



11-2-02