if I could fly
I would just to get under your full of caress wings
if I could paint
I would paint a wall of your face
if I could write
I would write books with you being the body and conclusion
And If I could compliment
I would do that everyday... but why?
Your beauty is out of the human nature
You are a person every person wishes to see

State the issue before black ink is spilled
Outrageously in the human mind
What was the current spell
When she went to the wards?

She went back facing forward
A long itenery of confusion
She was spelled backwards

When she fell down, she never bounced back
She bounced backwards
A beautiful picture painted

With no paint brushes
An imagination of a no-brainer
Still an impeccable Picasso

Forward her destination
Higher her reach
Her brains going forward
She was receding
Everytime she went high
Her hopes plummets

Is it wrong of me to linger on your words?
I can feel myself sinking into the pregnant pause,
just before the light trickles through the curtains,
illuminating the empty space your words held.

I long for your voice, like the lily longs for the rain,
spring showers awaken and unfurls new leaves.
The rain turns a key inside me opening me up again,
letting all the water flow out, just in time for the drought.

The days are getting shorter, as the time since rain elongates,
leaves scorched curl around me, shielding what life is left.

Spring will bring your final bloom,
as the last remnants of your words,
give color to the tips of my petals.

A shift in mood... My mind chases itself in circles
Little wolf trying to catch its tail
What am I?
A space wolf trapped in a human body
Leading the pack with love-filled-lust
Lost in-between humanity and inhumane
Just a proud humanitarian

A brilliant battle moved
Now you look and see my scar
I'm happy and I'm not

My brain is an insane asylum
Felt like these cells needed soft fabric
I'm elated but depressed
A hyena stressed

I want to be alive and buried with the dead

When I stand I end up on my knees
Bowing down
Dim the lights
Spiritual meditation & healing

Silent like *** of the deaf
I just felt the need to be disorderly-provoking
I was colder
Mind of a higher stoner

I laugh at serious times
Like when the doctor is counting my dimes
Best to pay in tens for my therapy at nine

Bipolar disorder
I need to get my life in order...

Time is slipping through my fingers, stealing your love
A glance at first sight, became a glance of lost perspective
I loved you where there was no space and time
I guess my love for you needed space and time

I'm in the same place as before but time got a hold of me
Now loving you is a rain of poisonous letters
Pouring upon me to rip off my emotions
Time is slowly stealing my love for you...

I wish I could reach through time,
to grab your hand and tell you not to go.
I don't want to be forgotten here,
I wish you would have held me dear.

Pages and pages of memories filled with you are being lost,
the turning of time is the un-writing of our story.
I didn't see it when the letters began to fade;
I didn't see the days you stayed away.

I keep turning the pages hoping to see your scrawl,
but each turn reveals more empty space.
I've become blind to the world as I search for you,
I’ve forgotten how to write memories without you around.

I held your heart in blank spaces of my mind,
It was there that I hoped your love could bloom,
That the fruits of our love could become my ink,
Oh the memories we would paint.

I see you in the foreseeable future,
I want to hold you beyond the imagination,
Love is promised but ocean divides everything,
Just don't leave...

Blood is thicker than water, but often it is a noxious substance and ones origin can be a pit of vipers