Eyes Wide Shut


When I close my eyes

I hear this sound

Like a lullaby

Faint and distance

Sweet smells of nostalgia


When I close my eyes

I taste these memories

Like how the sun dies

Mournful and Longing

Knowing by faith


When I close my eyes

I feel this calling

Like the sunrise

Spirited and Near

I exhale encumbrances

No Fear








All alone All along

like porcelain shavings

her skin began to crack

like a feather floating on thin air

she's losing strands of silken hair


the mirror spits back 

all the qualities in which we lack

like needles in our eyes

poisoned with vain lies


she savored the quiet moments 

devoid of conversation 

the sound of still breathing

the footsteps that followed him leaving.


the closer I feel

the further you fade

the more I crave

the less you feed

so I chose not to need 

a single thing..


will there ever be a solid bridge built to cross..?

a river below, to toss our fears away...

voices muffled, as she sank deeper

yet no hand reaches.

sunshine streaks through the surface

the only warmth you'll get

engulfed in cold fluids

& a heart weighed down by loves disillusions---

many reminders of what could have been..


all alone

she knew it all along..

Author's Notes/Comments: 


Monsters In The Dark

Now listen to what I have to say

For the wicked hide in the shadows of this day


You know nothing of what is of me

You may know the color of my eyes

But not of what they are capable to see


Now here, I've warned this upon you

For not every smile is ever true


Everything is not set in stone

You may say there is an answer

When nothing is completely known


Close your eyes, please understand

That what you may rely on is a blood-thirsty hand


Unknown of what they truly are

Watch think before you turn and talk

Someone so close to you can be so far


So remember before you go on and say

"But why would anyone do this to me anyway?"


Human nature can be full of evil and greed

Unwatched, A monster born within the shadows, full only of self pleasure and need.

Blissfully ignorant

If a choice be given,

as it is, 

it is when one decides 

one chooses

blissfull ignorance

and lives life


Knowing, warning,


believing all is well

not worried

about the signs

there are too many

false positives

One that refuses

to be seen

Looked over,

poked and fondled

or to have themselves analyzed

as they would rather not know

if terminal,

if nothing at all

rather they are

blissfull, ignorant

they live, and do so

just to be alive

they accept that sickness

may come


upon their time here

be it shorter

or long enough

but they don't want

to live knowing

waiting, fearing, praying


as loved ones watch them go

No, if given a choice

I choose to remain

blissfully ignorant

making the best

of what time I've left

and knowing only

that I am alive today 

Allowing nature to run it's course

because of course,

we all go

and going only brings us all back home

so, no... Don't tell me

I don't want to know.

I Just Knew


How did I know
That our fates
Were to be intertwined?

How did I know
That you were the one
That I was supposed
To be with

Was it your smile?
Your laugh?
The way you talked?

Or was it your cuteness?
Maybe it was how
Considerate you are?

I could write a list
That is a hundred
Pages long, but it
All comes down
To one simple thing
And that thing would be

I just knew

Written on
October 6, 2011

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one was about Tom ___. I got the title and the idea from the song, Kelli Coffey - I Just Knew.

Melting Point



When touched



 Lost in gaze



Of golden grace



In a smile



I’m softly floating



Here with you



Written on

December 13, 2008

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one was written to Seven.

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Knowing You And Not Me


How could I know

Exactly what you felt

But not know my own

Heart and desires


How could I know

Just what you wanted

But not that you where

Everything I ever needed


Now I know

Exactly what you mean

And just where I want

To be for eternity



Written on

April 5, 2006

Author's Notes/Comments: 

This one was another one to Paul asking how I could know him but not myself. 

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