to become

what if –

the bridge between

is,

and possibilities…

 

to linger in the now –

face down,

drowning in regret –

requires too much of not enough.

 

i choose face up –

forward motion.

 

captivated by might,

fueled by could –

my journey started yesterday,

with just one step

past accept!

 

addiction

oh to be that breath of air

you take; essential as – must,

to have…

to enter into – the all of you –

to become as close,

as one –

to two…

if just for one moment –

to live in your thoughts –

feel the memories –

encounter your – you!

i would give a thousand

could of been’s –

for just one – is,

a lifetime of – life –

for a moment of – living…

oh how must it feel –

for once,

to not be the addict;

merely the addiction!

thread of life

 

inside my head,

the thoughts of you –

collect like raindrops in a sieve…

i cannot hold them,

so they fall in puddles

on the floor…

saturated with these feelings,

i fear the levy soon will break,

and i’ll pour out upon my self.

if so released –

where will i run?

all i’ve ever known of life

is how to be restrained.

you de-construct all my defenses,

thaw this soul –

frozen from a lack of touch,

a life of discontent.

i wonder,

with those liquid pools of comfort,

how it is –

you cannot see –

the magnitude of what you mean to me…

strong,

secure –

you are the very thread

of the fabric of my sanity!

false pretense

unable to –

un-feel,

forget,

dismiss…

unable to un-know!

how is it – life,

my friend?

how does it – feel –

to feel?

is there really a difference

between night,

and merely the absence of light?

desperately –

i cling –

to words,

un-said.

tread water much too deep to swim –

consume my thoughts with

imagined – resolution…

saved?

forgiven?

by whose authority?

i understand the contrast

between right –

wrong;

your – judgement –

however –

exacerbates my un-intent!

thawing

working through the pain that has become my life.

stepping carefully on the thin ice of truth,

fragile –

cold.

so hard to strip away the shell – layer upon layer,

so hard to face the lies –

confront the fears.

 

alone –

i stand – vulnerable, insecure,

afraid.

 

alone – i fall upon myself – weak,

unable to face the reality of –

honesty!

 

suddenly you appear –

strength –

holding in your hand –

a single – match.

what will you do with all the power?

 

confused –

anxious –

i watch you start the fire –

feel the heat –

feel the ice melting…

 

exposed –

unrestrained –

i give away all doubt –

throw caution to the very wind that feeds the flame…

 

i let my life melt into yours –

forgetting all the pain –

all the burns and scars of hurt –

you cover me,

 

a desert –

for the first time –

feeling rain!

thawing

working through the pain that has become my life.

stepping carefully on the thin ice of truth,

fragile –

cold.

so hard to strip away the shell – layer upon layer,

so hard to face the lies –

confront the fears.

 

alone –

i stand – vulnerable, insecure,

afraid.

 

alone – i fall upon myself – weak,

unable to face the reality of –

honesty!

 

suddenly you appear –

strength –

holding in your hand –

a single – match.

what will you do with all the power?

 

confused –

anxious –

i watch you start the fire –

feel the heat –

feel the ice melting…

 

exposed –

unrestrained –

i give away all doubt –

throw caution to the very wind that feeds the flame…

 

i let my life melt into yours –

forgetting all the pain –

all the burns and scars of hurt –

you cover me,

 

a desert –

for the first time –

feeling rain!

undeserving

entangled in

my now –

entwined within

my what-will-be,

you…

an anchor fastened to my heart –

essential as even –

air.

what was life before

you –

who drew the line

between indifferent –

and necessary?

was there sunlight –

or did the night – so nonchalant

just close his eyes –

allowing day…

i cherish moments

filled with oh-so-much of you,

grateful –

yet undeserving…

the wages of…

can’t take a small nowhere,
when somewhere grand – I am!
can’t unknow – the knowing,
abandon – belief!

if living is dying –
and death sets us free,
why captive – this me –
just – alive?

erroneous,
agree?
uncontained – we imagine,
yet imprisoned – are we…

hiding behind the …

my feelings –

alien to you as much as – secure is to timid,

shatter like shards of glass against your narcissistic walls…

how awesome,

it must be –

being  you;

how – required!

pompous as an apostrophe –

owning possession,

and the power to unite –

yet completely – unaffected!

and while you dangle effortless,

unencumbered –

I remain tied to the weight of my own culpability.

necessary,

you are –

more than any imagined ownership.

for without you,

meaning is lost;

and I become irrelevant as a useless preposition –

alone  –  without the companion of my most reluctant ,

yet oh so necessary –

object…