Thursday, December 3, 2009


You pop up in my life
Like a shadow
And dissapear
Into the dark
Without warning
Leaving me
To walk the streets alone

The dreams I sought
To live out
With you
Have become dark gray-
Mutating the beautiful colors
Of autumn
Into nightmarish
Consequential reality

I wish I never met you
The weight of my memories
The time spent together
Is ancient history
To get and keep you
Is an impossibility
Which I still cling to

To know you only slightly better
Than the rest of the population
Is my personal tragedy.
The locked doors of perception
Simply torture me now
Stirring up feelings
Of inadequacy-
suffering at the feet
of extreme beauty

1 comment:

Unknown said...

you wrote this on my birthday... :)