I wonder if kindness scares you?
Do you feel undeserving of its touch?
Or do you feel it a burden to live up to?
I wonder if kindness scares you?
Do you feel undeserving of its touch?
Or do you feel it a burden to live up to?
I always win
There’s prosperity in my touch
There’s blessings in my prayers
There’s luck in my wishes for you
Our friendship is the silver lining
My hope will become your potential realized
Too bad though
i love losing to those who say they care.
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Where I used to wince
There’s is only now wood
I knock upon it daily
Questioning if it will ever will be flesh once again.
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If you only like me…
Why have you done more than the one who said he loved me?
Why have you made me feel
When I was convinced that I’m all but hollow.
I hear a searching echo where i promised to only let in silence evermore.
A power half used
A knowledge half known
Skills half gained
What potential do they hold?
Their halfness scorned
Their inadequacy whole.
Half fulfilled
Half tried
What triumph do they see?
Who knows the misery
Of the halfer?
Doomed to be
The over compensator.
Pearly maidens swirl towards existence
Waltzing upon marbled sea.
Frothing in frenzy they swell together
Ever nearing the point of return.
Do they escape to only return?
Or do they return only to escape?
As they perish on the threshold of foam
Ebbing aquatic souls reincarnate in successive waves
Hopelessly they wait upon Neptune’s grace.
Whirling in an ecstasy ever showering
the fluid folds with translucent gems.
Dissipating into liquid’s depth,
resurfacing to join the mer-melee.
Gracefully surging towards the siren’s lure
In desire to reach beyond the horizon…
To sashay past the cascading crescents
Flowingly fleeing the curves of the thunderous crush.
i dread tomorrow
with a keening so deep
that it wrenches my
bones right out of
their sleep
i await
for the slow-burning
poison to seep
what i have sown
to be slandered
as pathetic and cheap
ha ha, ha ha
with what you have
what do you even
expect to reap?
caught in a circle
determinedly mending
what breaks occur
continuity’s need
surpassing
all worth