

InconclusiveI thought you were wrapped around my finger But you somehow slipped away. My feelings for you still do linger And it's a heavy price to pay.Inconclusive
Perhaps the thing that intrigued me Was your knack for the elusive; But now, my dear, you do bereave me By remaining inconclusive.


FantasyThe thoughts in my mindFantasy
are whimsical, shallow, stealing the glory
from my reality.
My imagination steals the integrity
from the alive part of my brain
and drags it to its death.
I cannot feel what isn't real
Yet my heart aches, my joy abounds
from the fantasies I create.
And my own life becomes a fantasy,
twisting around my saner thoughts
and making them dysfunction.


LongingI tried to reach you in a dream,Longing
but your hand did not extend.
And though I realized you weren't for me,
I continued to pretend.
My heart was broken and abused
from what you never said.
And even though my hopes did grow,
I never was misled.
You hurt me so but did not know
you affected me so much.
All I wanted you to do
was offer me your touch.
And so I sit here, pen in hand,
figuring out why
you give me so much pain inside
but I just can't say goodbye.
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