LIFE

I start school again soon. I will be finishing my AA. I will be taking care of myself, so that one day I am able to take care of my family. I want a family, I want children, I want a wife who will love me like I love her. I want LIFE.

I do

Dare I say I miss the touch
of the softness between your thighs
against my own
against the palm of my hand
I do.

Dare I say I miss the smell
of your beach dirty hair
against my nose
against our clothes
I do.

Dare I say I miss the feel
of your breath
against my chest
warm and steady, alive
I do.

Dare I say I care for you
more than I should
with all my heart
against everything my mind says
I do.

Dare I say I miss the fingers
running through my chest
through the hairs
rubbing my skin
I do.

Dare I say I like your face
the eyes that speak volumes
the smile the brightens my day
looking at my own
I do.

Dare I say that when you say I'm beautiful
my heart skips a beat
and my mind starts to race
and your lips seem more inviting
I do.

Dare I say that your way of being
makes me feel accompanied
like I'm not alone anymore
that life is worth one more breath
I do.

Your finger on the trigger

What kills me is that I can't keep your attention long enough. What kills me is that after you tell me all of these wonderful things you just toss me aside. What kills me is that I can't help but love you like I do. What kills me is that I knew from the beginning that this would happen. What kills me is that I knew. What kills me is that I knew. What kills me is that I knew.

BANG!

Incompetence kills

come around and show
the colors hidden under
intricate plumage.

friendship can be tough
when all they want
is to steal your light.

she wont admit it
but it's about time
that she brought with her

change of seasons
change of clothes
change of mindlessness

contradicting what is thought
continuing to expand
capillaries on the skin

she says she's afraid
she says she doesn't care
yet I am the only one

with heart ache
a flooded mind
aches in my stomach

but it's all right
nothing new here
just like a rerun

of an old television show
where the antagonists
keep showing up

and I ask myself
when will life change?
well my dear friend

seems like never
seems like always
seems like your change

is bound to come
but not yet
concrete is heavy

shoes are filled with it
sink into the waters
of what could and should have been.