Seeing Without Seeing, Dreaming Without Dreams.

I hang on your every word
Without ever seeing your lips
I imagine our hugs
Though I’ve never touched your hips

You’re read my expressions
Without seeing my eyes
You’re felt every pain
Though you’ve never heard my cries

We’ve watched TV together
But never at the same time
We’ve sang together
But I can’t hear your chime

I come home, in hopes of you
You’re never really there…
I go to sleep with thoughts of you
You’re in every prayer

You tell me how special I am
I do it for you
You say you couldn’t give a damn
I have no clue

We’ve made promises
Without seeing reactions
We’ve showed true friendship
Without any actions

I make every decision
Thinking of you first
With exact precision
Of your initial burst

Though I hated words
You got me to talk
And if I hated birds
You’d convince me to buy a hawk

When I sulk, I yearn for you
I think of what you’d say
I think of your conclusion
It gets me through the day


You’ve said amazing things
I never imagined could be for me
You think I’m better than I am
That I’m being all that I can be

You, you’re proud of this
Of all the possibility
I’d never argue with that
I can see our mobility

I’m to light the lives around me
You’ve said I’m the sun
To embrace the gift I’m given
Though I feel more like a gun

I’m content for now
But pressing on
Living in the hope
That you are never gone

Life without you
Would be life without life
Nothing more, nothing less
Than unbearable strife

Searching for every smile
Though no desire for one
All the while
It’s begun…

Scared of more, but black is black
Every break down, every tear
Never holding back
The slip into sliding fear

I’d ask for death
But it would never come
Striving for the end
Until I finally succumb

Talent Shmalent.

Can you paint
And draw?
Sing and dance?
As a child
Were you given a chance?

Were you sent
To lessons
To be taught
Were you made
To be good
Or so you thought

I’m sure you
Hated it
The chance
At talent
Since it was always there

The gift
The ability
The fortuned fair

I couldn’t equate
I wasn’t forced
From talent
It seems
I’ve been divorced

Not practiced
In the ways
Not well rehearsed
Im at the bottom
Because im the worst

I cant sing
You to sleep
Or paint a picture
For your wall
I cant make
Straight A’s
I can barely
Throw a ball



If you’re looking
For someone
That can write
You a story
That can play
You songs
Or spell Miyamori

For someone
To take you
To state
For someone
To win the prize
To be your
Soul mate

Then I’m probably
Not the one
There are many
Others that
Can do what
I’ve done

I’m not going
To blow you
Away or floor you
To amaze or astound
I wont awe you
Or shock you
I’m nothing renowned

There’s one
Thing I can do
But even in time
There isn’t a
Thing that’s
Special about
A good rhyme

Thinking Words.

im the words they spoke
and you're the minds that stirred

you're what they thought
and i'm what they heard

our paths
collide
connect
distinguish one
another
protect

you make the move
i explain
you wonder why
i tell the pain

without thoughts,
words dont exist
without words
how can thoughts persist

you made me what i am
but i push you to be better
i tell the feelings
but you created the letter

we go hand in hand
we fly side by side
you are the groom
i am the bride