Defeat

It's a familiar burn
Callused skin is numb
I keep touching it
expecting a different outcome
And is it me or them?
Who to blame
I can only give what I concieve
This thing they call love
I know no other
Beneath the bruises and scars
My fingertips still reach out to touch
What I give, I give fully
And perhaps that is my folly
I'll sever the skin left bare to feel
No exposure, no more

How can I describe the indescribable?

The way you make me feel

Anything in the world is possible

No matter how improbable

And Yet I found you

But now a shadow looms over my heart

It skips a beat at the thought

Sinks in my stomach

To think you might go away

To dream of laying awake

Without your beautiful face next to me

I’ve been thinking forever

So I never pondered the day

When thousands of miles could separate

When my heart could be whole, but break

Full of cliches

When you’ll take away

The biggest part of it

Gabby

They call it chasing the dragon
Those addicted to drugs
But what do you call it
When you're addicted to love?
Those tingling sensations
Butterflies and temptations
Because baby you
You get me so high
The way I feel
Like its the first time

Fuego

There's a fire that dances

Whimsical and true

Encased in flesh

Quite beautiful 

The flames burst from brown 

Wide open in white

Everything she touches

Burst forth with life

Tempered by heart

Twice as warm as the flames

But raging with vitality

That nothing can tame

I gazed into this fire

Amazed with wonder

I danced to her tune

I felt the hunger 

Laid open and bare 

The fires consume

But I'd turn to ash with her

And smile in the plumes

I'm starving
But I feel shame
I want to feed
But it's against the game
The rules made up
Everyone follows
When I ask for a bite
It's hard to swallow
I would rather ache
I would rather wither
Than to cause you discomfort
Even for a minute
I will hunger
I will thirst
And never ask more
The problem is me
No one can satiate
Time is fleeting
But too expensive
Spend a moment
I will pay with love

Prep for the worst mentally 

For another let down

Reoccurring cyclically 

Another shot in the arm

Another high

Followed by lows

Optimisism is just a symptom 

For those who do not live in reality

If you keep yourself down

You'll always be grounded 

No matter how many times

Your heart gets pounded

Brain Squeeze

Milk my mind for creative juices

Take a sip and be inebriated

Stumble and walk

Stutter and talk

Be transported

Your mind in another world

While your body falls short