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I wishI wish I could write a note, tell how much I love you. I wish I could bottle my hope, toss it across the open blue. I wish I could sail years ago, treat this dead "life" to anew. I wish I could see you, beau, trust your love of me, too.I wish
But now I write what I know, testify my pathetic rue. I wish I didn't get thrown, though my feelings overdue. I wish I didn't hear "leave," those words, or reasons for not me-- I wish you let me fly across the sea, that puddle you let come between.
by ~rhaazycx
Whatever.I wish I could keep in the times with all the new poetry and rhymes. Instead, I'm stuck here, writing sonnets, writing nothing, thinking only doggonits. I'm dead, I'm stuck here, advertising, something unreal, unsubliminalizing. Then again, never mind, my poetry's not dead because I've changed my mind, I'm not writing to meet your expectations.Whatever.
by ~rhaazycx
She used to flyBroken winds grace my shirt's back. This breeze reminds me when you and I took to the sky, without any thought, any lack. Then came the day you doubted yourself, the second when you fell down. You were broken into the ground, and with it your health. Now I stand here on this grassy, empty hill, crying for the day when you and IShe used to fly
again can fly. Maybe, in a dream, we will.
by ~rhaazycx
the center of the stairs there's this place in my dreams and it has a name. the name is pandemonium... and it's a winding, spiral staircase, something of an evening, disarray with destruction. this... this place is a place of chaos; stairs twist in all the wrong directions and you can't just leave when you like; you want to leave on the inside... this, this placethe center of the stairs
by ~rhaazycx
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