Remember When

Remember how we said we'd ditch this place?
Our friends would talk, but we'd throw it in their face.
We were going to make it, bigger than they know.
Now I'm here making our dreams a reality, flying solo.

Traveling the world, claiming the riches in life,
not money or power, but beautiful sights.

You're off somewhere working endless days,
to provide for her, and your kid with grace.
I admire your strength, and determination- but now you're stuck, while I'm soaring,
and endless convention.

I stumbled upon, a love more pure than a pearl,
cut like a diamond, shimmering gold.
Her dreams are big, and visions wide-
 She loves me wholely, no doubts in her eyes.

So here I go, leaving this small town,
I'll be but a memory, of all those around.
When my name is known all across the land,
They'll say "Remember that girl? With her silly plans?"

And hopefully you'll see and I hope you regret,
that day that you said our ends have met.
I understand that I initiated it all,
however friendship grew, and you made it fall.

Surging Addiction

Laying here.
Naked.
Warmth and soft material graces my skin.
Breathe.
Surging sensations pulse through my veins.
Headache.
Addiction.
Kicking back in.
The grey skies whisper dares.
I challenge them.
Slipping into oblivion of creativeness and darkness,
Here I go again.
Just a quick fix.

April Showers

Emptiness fills me, as words fly like razor blades down my fragile,
milky white arms.
In taking numbers, rather uppers and downers-
Emotionally stricken, with the bitter chill of winter trying to hold on.
A soul tattered by those once trusted,
Forgiveness you preach?
Apologies you seek.
While in reality apologetic mannerisms and words were once in the working,
Even announced,
Then sinful woes, were pronounced.

Horizons sway colors of reds, purples, and blues-
A cotton candy sky on the brink.
Yet, before the calm ensues,
A series of storms abruptly intrude-
For the test one last time on the apparently weak.

The sky must fall,
In order to pick up the pieces.

Weary Eyes- Court Driven Streets

It's the way I go, the way I travel, more times than not,
in this small town.
The city is big, but small enough to allow the past to creep, and lurk.
Intoxication normally brings me to this path,
whether uppers or downers.

A road.
A road of trial.
A road that once familiarized my thoughts with the word "home."

The memories swarm me at times unforgivable,
moments unforgettable.
Stress pinches my neck, my heart sinks.
I try to remind myself of all of the swarming negativity that once flooded my chaotic life,
yet there are lulls of happiness that make me angry.
Angry that I even think of them,
Disgusted that I even weigh them as more than the terrible woes.

But I dream of better days,
days that I had...
Even better ones that I hold now, since the sun began to shine again.

Too bad life is forever finite,
Although I think I'm a stronger believer that life goes on.
Maybe in a different life this will all make sense?
Until then,
Let thy weary eyes rest.

Her Name Is...

Wake up.
The sound of rain is lulling, in a sense warning me.
She is back,
A life long friend, a deadly foe.
She lingers in my brightest hour,
devouring my soul in its darkest.
A beautiful demon in the night, with gripping claws as the day goes by.

A mirror,
Distorted reality spits back in my face, as her voice whispers-
"Perfection is a must"
Acceptance is inevitable.
Ripples grace my skin starting below my neck.
Two distinct, solid, beautiful, pertrustions.
Delicate bones. I touch them.
To feel their brittle power, makes me crave more.

She whispers, "Where are the rest?"
My dear friend,
my finger tips slide down my bare skin to spaces underneath my shrinking breasts.
I stop...Eleven, one is missing.
I push, and it appears.
My heart sinks, as I feel her cold grip on my hips.
Unacceptable.

Our relationship invokes a bittersweet symphony,
The music of melodies clashing with the bass of a horror flick.
She grabs my hand, reassuring me that she loves me, that she cares,
While deceiving the reality of all that I've earned.

Shaking.
Anxiety runs through my blood in fear of her grasp,
while embracing her warmth.
The single most beautiful entity to grace my entirity.
She tiptoes while releasing me to the cold, porcelain, snow white tiles.
Fingertips through my dry, breaking hair,
Tying it back- routine like.

Expelling my body of the demons she disapproves of.
Meaningful struggles, beautiful embrace.
Cold.
Blurred vision, as salty streaks reach my lips.
Up.
Lighter than a feather.
Counting again, this endless number game.
Back to the top.
Twelve.
Relief.

Delicately she casts shadows where each bone lies.
She smiles in pride.
My best friend, yet she breathes my death.
Her name is Ana.

Drink Me

"Drink Me"
That's what she said,
Resounding voices in my head.
"Touch me"
Escapes from her lips,
Desire takes over, I'm gripping her hips.
My fingers gently grace her skin,
Releasing sounds from deep within.
Drowning desperately, deeper and deeper
Spiraling distinctly into oblivion.
Unleashing our love, where to begin?
Inhaling your passion with each breath I take,
Falling,
Harder into you each beat your heart makes.
So fall into me, with all that you are
each note, that's played on Love's guitar.

Don't fear or fret, for falling feels phenomenal.

Sing Song Love

Miles separate those
whose lips have met.
Yet, hearts grow intertwined.
Their love, unfurls
as time goes by,
with hints of well aged wine.
It is as if their souls were one,
Separated in another life,
Joined together once again,
an ageless love defined.
Two hearts as one,
a future grows-
Pure destiny not denied.
The beauty in these traveling souls,
on with each other relies.