Iscis

residing i. Time is ticking by-- passing like my thoughts fluent in its sorrow bold in it's expression ii. Love is growing-- connecting us metamorphosizing we are one iii. We are, two perfect parts of a dual nature && I am ambitious she is a part of me && I am the space that resides within her heart.

Poetry Collage [Wisdom and Growth] 1. Getting Out Of The Dark I don't feel quite like I used to not like a lone star orbiting around an empty space nor like a certain flower rising to something steady I am enabled to grow yet I diversify, clench on to something unfamiliar in an attempts to hide away the spotlight is much too bright and I feel like disappearing today So--I'm changing [in a million ways] until I seem like  a stranger to everyone else but I still know who I am not a mannequin, not a puppet and I'm breaking free of the rope that used to tie me to ideals I used to think were good for me but sometimes what's best f

waking up; I'm in love with a man whose barely there I wear his shirt so I don't feel abandoned I have a habit of waking up to his eyes but when my hands reach  him I remind myself it's just a picture still, his smile can fool me even from miles away through a plastic surface;;

for now; I got a better understanding of -->nothingness

unexpected compromise; I have memorized his face a thousand times until there are scars in my eyes He hides, behind my irises, finding truth in color, finding conspiracy in circular competition still, he remains unsheltered I'll blink him away for another moment until my mind takes over and my concentration falters there's screaming in my ears and his whispers still resonate nesting in my eardrums until all I end up thinking about is him His ring is dangling from my neck it never changed did it? we strayed, we fell apart, we rebuilt ourselves on scars and tried to make it work time after time but never was any effort reall

Sometimes I'm caught between-- what's right && what causes happiness it's a crucifix, beheaded by decisions and there's an incision, penetration of the soul I'd like to disqualify every asset of lost hope every malfunctioning of reason but through the days and nights selfish needs && wants flow through me a picture doesn't cut it anymore and the distance is palpable it never used to be the sole reason but it separates us more than the memories do; I've stopped dreaming of you stopped wondering where you are or if you're okay Love;obsession It makes no difference I've so many puncture wounds that I can't even see past the bre

I can feel you lurking; beneath my skin and it tastes like disappointment, yet again I feel like I'm anticipating; the next fall While staying up just enough to watch it all I felt you slip--a long time ago and I couldn't quit I didn't know... Didn't know things would be this complicated or that you'd give up on me and not even know it That you'd push me to my limits and right over the edge That I'd walk through Hell it was just another test... Too easy to fall, too weak to sink too proud to crawl, too tired to think and in my countless nights; you are remembered and through all the pain and fights I realized--without yo