THE 2002 POETRY COLLECTION
#02
HOW COULD THIS HAPPEN
Why did our dream become so mean?
I pay the harshest price -
Why couldn’t love be nice?
What did I do to be cased in ice?
Had it been over?
Before I knew?
Had it been over?
But I ignored the truth?
Had it been over?
Long ago?
Was I just hanging on?
Cause I had nowhere to go?
Heart heaves in my chest -
I ask how can you leave me so?
You’ve treated me,
As nothing more then your hoe!
Had it been over?
Before I knew?
Had it been over?
But I ignored the truth?
Had it been over?
Long ago?
Was I just hanging on?
Cause I had nowhere to go?
You, and me, is like acid inside.
I was so pure before you placed me in this sewer!
What did I do to become this maimed?
Game to be gunned and blamed.
Had it been over?
Before I knew?
Had it been over?
But I ignored the truth?
Had it been over?
Long ago?
Was I just hanging on?
Cause I had nowhere to go?
July 22, 2002
INSATIABLY
I’m drowned completely in you,
Forever will I be true,
Stay a closed flower.
Cause you are the only bee,
Who can collect pollen from me-
Whom I like insatiably.
August 17, 2002
IS THIS THE WAY HOME
Is this the way home?
Is this the way home?
Do I simply,
Follow the arrows,
Lying along,
This barren road,
To find this home?
I’m so very lost,
So very alone;
I’m scared,
And I question,
Even though this is the home,
I want to own without another mention.
I’m drowned completely in this dream of two,
I envision being so beautifully true -
Stay a closed flower,
Cause I want you to be the only bee,
To collect pollen from within the heart of me;
But then I question is this the way home?
Is this the way home?
Do I simply,
Follow the arrows,
Lying along,
This barren road,
To find this home?
I’m so very lost,
So very alone;
I’m scared,
And I question,
Even though this is the home,
I want to own without another mention.
May 20, 2002
JUST FINISHED CRYING
Just finished crying again;
I hope one day,
These tears will end.
April 28, 2002
THE HALT OF THE TEARS