True Love Letter

Sometimes in the deepest water,
With miles and miles to swim,
we think a life raft makes us weak
and we are better than it.

But while you're drowning, if you would, my dear
allow me to show you I am here.
That I am not just a buoy to hold
but an island away from sorrows that unfold.

While concerning yourself with those who mistreat you,
I entreat you to tell me your greatest woes.
to vomit them from your head like poison
and then forget the unpleasantries you know.

I welcomed the bums and dealers and pained-
the learned, the wicked and scrubs-
I know that you feel you should keep it inside
but I see you drowning and it kills me my love.

Others may love you and may push for an answer
but I swear I love you more than even that-
I love you enough to take on your pain
and that will be that will be that.

I've given you my life, my love and my child
and I exist for your pleasure each day
so give unto me your discomfort and seek
my open heart to guide your way.

For everything you are and can see
I love you, your husband, sincerely, me.

The Silent Torture

I can understand the rage or disillusionment-
I can understand frustration-
I've felt a lot of emotions before
and my goal towards myself and everyone's elation.

Often I find myself in wars I can't fathom-
often I'm flying blind-
with the best of intentions I try to heal the broken
and with a discussion, of any intensity, unwind.

I can take you screaming:
your looks of death and violence,
I'd rather you say nasty things and be done-
One thing I can't take is your silence
as I stand alone with a partner on the run.

Working Pains

Work a day: it's a year in service
routine gives way to lost time.
I focus on repetitive activity
And at the end of the day, a week's gone by.

Servicing the wealthy who take for granted that they're served
make a mess and no one notices in the herd
but when your gone, the burdens fall on we
who know your faces and yes!
We know our places
but our lives success is not assured.

I make this offering and leave it up to your discretion-
This is why, for some of us, Liberty means oppression.

Drive

Depression only lasts so long
in this song of undoing.
But once you've overcome the grief-
with or without support-
When you've grown past the greatness of sad
there's always that comfort and instinctual mad.

You grow with a rage that can bring down redwoods
your fire can melt diamonds-
In these moments, you must forget all distractions
and live in the soul's violence.

Anything that satiates: pot, videogames and liquor-
Toss them in the trash and let progress move quicker
as you hyper focus your rage into success.

This is your fire
your heart
your vengeance
and nothing less.

I Get The Blues

Hello old friend!
I thought I'd not see you again.
I found life, I found love
and a reason to live.

You were gone and yet
now you rear your ugly head-
it's you I dread
the doldrums.

My averageness surprises me
I'm special to no one
live in mediocrity.
I'm worth a lot more dead than alive-

I never wanted this
but I'm part of the hive.
Each day isn't living
it's trying to stay alive.

First Date

Bent on believing in bountiful lies
synthesizing cerebral impulses at the trough of spurious enjoyment-
There was me as I feigned importance
and awaited an animal of audacious ambiguity.

She looked alright in photographs
but they did her no justice at all.
The liquor was the least of my inebriated incompetence
when I immediately became incapacitated in her visage.

The facial features were mathematically congruent
as if she had been cut from clouds by Michelangelo.
Her eyes were inescapable and her look was electricity to the spine.

The night became a blur from there
The way I can't remember amazing dreams
but I did something right that night
because here she is right next to me.

Poetry is...

A firecracker in the heart
that connects the brain to make it start
vomiting up soul that's hot or cold
but can't be controlled anymore.

It's each follicle of hair tingling on the back of your neck-
Trying to speak a feeling
in written form.

Any emotion

Every emotion
Living on a page
for you to read.