Struggling Tideslike the moonpushing and pullingon the tides,I feel tornbetween rising andd e c e n d i n g,I beg youto cast measide.
Self-helpMorphing, forming, creating,Myself from scratch,Hiding the birthmark,The scars,The blemishes;Insecurities,Yet, these obscurities encasing our organs,Found on the horizon line,Of our skin,Should mean as much to us,As past lovers do,They just don't matter.
Fearful FindingsDear Diary,I fear embarrassmentI fear failureI fear butterfliesI fear waterI fear changeI fear bugsI fear povertyI fear monkeysBut most of all,I fear the future.(and to tell you the truth, they're all irrational).
10:32When wind whistlesand water rustles,these waves can channelour very own thoughts,telepathically communicatethat today's going to bea damn good day,sometimes all you needis a rock,fluorescent spray paint,and a loved one.
LanternsFlicker and swayblaze of the nightdance with the windshine in your cageEntrance the misfitswith your mystic flamecast the darkest emotionsat the end of the dayDiscover all our sinsGather the subtle fearwe have for your mysteryTake me awayto that one placewhere the shadows meet the lightthe in-between of everythingKeep me there.
RecognitionDay by daymy breathing becomes more regular,the pain subsidesinto fragments of what I callmy memory,Memory:a little cranny inside my brainwhere all the pieces can come togetherforming a puzzle of sorts,but I never get around to finishing it,Dust soon starts to collect,masking the images ofsweet ol' memory lane,Day by dayI've chosen to forget,because as soon as I realizethat it's your face in thisjigsaw of a subconsciousness,I weep.