Like flames can kill fire,
Hate may end love —
Permanently.

Why retort?
Retaliate —
Violent words
Beg violent action.
Put an end to it.

Can bees
See beauty,
Or do they
But sense
The sweet?

You will find
Strength in servitude
Whenever there is
Weakness in power.

Often days
Spent with you,
I find it
A miracle
That I can still
Smile.

Loathe not
What you can
Leave behind.

Defy that little demon, whispering
You will not succeed —
Say out loud what you desire,
Then fight
To make it real.

Turn up the music —
Tune out the world.

Don't burn me
For yesterday's opinion
When I have
So much more damning things
To say today.

Experiencing time
As an endless stream
Of fleeting moments,
Why is it
We measure past
By counting years?

Mental drawers
Overflowing with
Discomfort wear —
Truth like suits
Bought to impress,
But no longer
In fashion.

For better or worse —
You've got the latter
Down to an art,
But where is the love?
Will it ever
Get better,
Or is this
All there is
Until death do us part?

Desire like an open flame
Consuming all it touches —
Unfathomable longing,
Burn me down
So I may
Live again.

Whenever there is
An obvious answer,
There are probably
Better ones.

Consciously we drink
World blood
From the poisoned well —
Too thirsty
Not to risk
The sickness.

Shhh…
Don't tell —
Show me
What you feel
So I may learn
Where best
To touch.

Beyond this point
Advance with
Caution and restraint.
You are leaving
The predefined paths
To safety.
Watch your step,
Ahead chaos reigns.

Old habits
Never die —
They but step back
To watch
The new ones fail.

Yes, I sinned —
We both did,
And had a great time
Doing it.
So, tell me, love,
For I cannot comprehend
Your reasoning.
Why the guilt trip?