What could have been

I'd write you the best poem ever
But you're not worth my words
These lines have meaning
Sometimes concealed in alcohol
I can't find the tools to break through your walls
You would rather read this blind
In blissful ignorance the world seems fine
The future pales in comparison to what you have now
Many possibilities lie before you
This one is too easy, too early to find
Though none would ever give you what I would
You brush me off like dust
And inconvenience that unsettles you
You'd sweep me under the rug
And settle later for someone who doesn't understand you

A Turd, Gilded

You aim for everest

With only the skill to cross a hill

You wait for gold

When silver is handed to you

You cock your head, bewildered

Offended I'd reach out to you

A corpse sitting quietly

Ready to decay

Delay, postpone salutations

Till a ring would have no place to hang

Keep waiting on prince charming

No one wants the farmer

Every peasant girl is a princess

And every man is a pauper

Untitled

You put a stopper in my heart

The love flows over

Nowhere for it to go

Leaks out when I'm sober

Hourglass

This is the end of an era

The timer has turned

As the sand falls again

Will I find what I yearn?

Will the grains fall empty?

Will I end in turn?

Casualty

I'll explode my words on to your canvass
My love is the bomb
You love to paint
Paint with what's left of me
The shreds clump
To remind you of what I was
Stroke a beautiful scene
Dip your brush in the obscene
My voice avoids your ear
My words sneak past
My efforts fall short
You don't see me
You see only what you wish
I hand you the knife
Only to see you smile
Wipe the blade clean
Now watch me fall
I'll bleed out
And smile for you
As long as you stare
With those beautiful browns
But your mind is somewhere else
I'm just a casualty
Caught in the fire of your love

Whispers

I keep my words whispered

Though I'm screaming inside

These feelings are punishment

To keep my heart in line

Embracing you is masochism

Writhing and feeling alive

Encased by you

The body's natural high

Legs lock

Mouths dance

Hands pull

Eyes glance

You reside inside

That girl laying next to me

I'll be gone

And you'll never hear my whispers

I took them with me

Though I left something behind

I'll swallow words

Till I can say them to another

Carabao

Her crown reigns short

But stands out from among the trees

Her bark is soft

She is unmatched in beauty

When I drew near

Her flowers were clear

No shade of color worthy