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I’ll build you a home in my arms,
Where you can be alone.
But if I do,
I don’t know
If there’s enough room for two.
If you’re in my chambers –
If you’re in my heart,
Then the last thing I’d want
Is for this house to fall apart.

A Tension

She loves the attention –
The tension with my heart.
She shares it with everyone,
Till it tears me apart.

She loves the attention,
The way she plays with my mind,
Till all the pretend confessions
Have played their essential part,
And I respond in kind.

She loves the attention –
An insult to myself,
And I won’t even mention
How the clock has struck twelve.

She loves the attention,
And why do I care?
She’s the most beautiful thing,
For all the world to share.

No Point

You know, it’s not the same as it was.
Glares and stares –
No greetings shared
Between friends, an invitation
That comes hours too late.
Maybe it’s you,
Maybe it’s me,
Maybe this is the way
It’s meant to be.

What’s Inside

There is an empty chair over there.
It resides by your side. 
It is where I used to be
Before I set me free.
Or at least,
I thought I did.
But now, still, I bleed 
Red blood
Flowing from scars
That open 
The past and I look inside 
The chambers of my heart. 
There, my eyes can clearly see
The path I lead
And the content emptiness
Inside of me.

This was my 150th post on this blog. I am still so glad that I started this blog, and started sharing my love for poetry over three years ago now. One day I will hopefully publish a collection of my poetry, but for now I am focused on further developing myself and continuing to write more poetry. Thank you for everything.

The Tree in the Water

The fallen tree
Looks the happiest,
So bright and green
In the murky waters.

It’s the only one at rest,
The others try their best
To stand up tall and straight,
But this one knows that’s not the way.

Oh, the wisdom of this fallen tree
Makes me so happy,
And makes me wish that I could look that green
When I find myself in the water.

Footsteps in the Storm [Revised]

The sad sun hung sullenly in the sky,
From a glass thread, connected to the ground underneath my feet.
Grey clouds are scattered over the horizon,
A foreboding sign of what approaches.
I could hear the falling footsteps from time to time,
Crashing into the earth again and again
Before fading away.

But now the day has come
And as the footsteps draw near, the clouds follow suit,
Eagerly awaiting their release.

I hear the glass crack,
And there is one final footstep.
Briefly, there is no sound
Except my unsteady breath
As you stand in front of me.
My light that gave me so much life
All those sunsets ago.

The verdict has arrived.
I see a tear on your cheek, yearning for freedom,
Before it slowly rolls down.

It strikes the ground like thunder,
And the thread is shattered.
The clouds are released, and the wind howls louder than our cries,
And there is a breathless havoc of rain, thunder, hail, memories,
And the memories that were still to come
All whirling around us as we stand there in the eye of the storm
As we try to just

Breathe.

But… there is nothing to fear,
As the clouds disappear.

Our tears will dry as the sun begins to shine,
As once again your heart is yours
And my heart is mine.

A Happy Reflection

I am finally finding the man I want to be.
It is a feeling so free, to see it with my own eyes
As clear as ice, when it feels so right
That I can at last live life.
I can
Let go of my past and though it will haunt me at times
I know I’ll be fine because
I want me to just
Be happy.

I don’t need to wake up every day with a smile on my face,
Or to be in some eternal happy place
But I’m letting go of my ways and running my own race –
Chasing a dream that is only my own,
Building my own home where I will never be alone
With my demons, now that I have all these reasons
To redeem all the pain, and shame that will fade away.

I’m making myself a solid foundation, and it’s a new sensation
To have this focus on myself, and care about my health
When I didn’t know whether I would make it past my twelfth.
Now I’m twenty-one, and I’m someone that has already gone
Through experiences a-plenty, and even though there are times
When I feel so empty, the sun still shines on me
And I start to bloom, breathe, and open up
Like a flower – get the power to be free,
And become the man I want to be.

Rollercoaster Ride with You and I

They didn’t check my height
Before they strapped me in
And we began to climb 
Up and up
High into the sky.

We rose among the stars
And got so high 
We forgot how to breathe.
Then I looked over to my side,
Into your eyes

And we fell
Faster than sound.
We broke through the barrier
With a bang,
But still on the tracks, somehow.

When we came
To our senses,
We once again
Began to climb
High into the sky.