Not Finished Yet

Every time you touch me
Every time you're near
A feeling over takes me
One I can't steer clear.

When your hand is in my hand
When you twist and turn my fingers
The butterflies start to flutter
A sensation starts to linger.

Running Fast

Running through the forest in the dark.
No sudden movements, no slight remarks.
Feeling free, running fast,
No hard times, making this last.
Feeling the wind against my face.
Running faster, why should I be a disgrace?
I'm tired of being me, and what you see.
Let go of my hand, please set me free.

Bunny-dom

Like a chocolate easter bunny
On the outside
I seem substantial,
Even festive at times.

You admire the candy eyes
and my bonnet,
Your mouth watering
as you get ready to
take that first bite,
To learn my first tale
of bunny-dom.

And then you find,
When you've bitten my ears,
I'm hollow inside.

Bipolar

You're as extreme as the leaves are red
in a Northeast autumn
vibrant, beautiful anger
falling down;
one moment, you're as calm
as a glowing sunrise;
the next, a screaming thunderstorm -
glaring eyes flashing angry looks.
Shattered dishes, broken glass,
distance in a single room -
the remains of a duel
that is hardly won, when you are
the only one with a weapon drawn

Freedom

People say I’m free.

I’m as free as a bird with clipped wings.

It’s hard to be independent when you’re trapped,

Caged by everything..




Do you honestly believe your lies?

How can be sure they’re true?

Or are you so used to fibbing

That you’ve managed to fool you?




No sir, I won’t be fooled

Not by you, or me

Or the people who think

That I can be free





It’s a wonder, really,

How we can convince ourselves

That lies are truths.

You can keep your “liberty”





I’ll take the freedom that never was.

Bank of Emotions

Welcome to my bank of feelings.
Would you like to open an account?
We've never had you here before, sir.
And I'm afraid your name is unfound....

You are simply non-existant,
Completely new to this bank.
A new experience to me,
Who do I have to thank?...

I can handle all the others,
Jealousy, anger and sad,
But something new after all this time?
this is very bad....

What did you say your name was?
'Love', was it, sir?
well I'm afraid you can't come in here,
And I don't care if it's for 'her'!...

This girl you liketo speak of,
Why is she so great?
I don't we should let you in here,
And leave 'love' up to fate....

Welcome to my bank of feelings,
This 'love' thing is unknown.
And I'll remain completely numb,
I'll stay here, no love, alone.

Today

Today I laughed
much to my surprise.
It's been so long
since that opportunity last arrived.

It's good to know,
that I can still smile.
That should go without saying,
but it's been a while.

It's been weeks since I last tried
to perservere through this fight.
You can't imagine how I cried,
hoping it would one day be alright.

It's been days since I've spoken
to the one who started all this.
It seems I've finally awoken,
and realized that happiness can exist.

Amongst the hurt,
and all the pain I feel,
I have forgotten how to trust
and forgotten what is real.

What's real is not the distress,
or the bitterness inside.
What's real is my success,
and the bumps along the ride.

For, one day, I'm sure
I'll achieve my dreams.
I'll open that locked door,
No matter how hard it seems.

I'll break my internal bindings,
that keep me from moving ahead.
Although my road keeps winding
I'll be proud of the life I've led.

I can't promise you that
I'll always be okay
But what I can do
is tell you that I am today.

Today I smiled,
I laughed and I felt free.
Today I was the child,
that I never got to be