You stripped me of my identity,
leaving my heart uprooted...
Today, I arose to find reasons
just outside my palatial pane...
It's not your fault your talk
never found a fondness...
Tucked away safely
within a closet...
.....P
.......E...
Laying there in fading summer jazz sunlight,
it seems your floor is a meadow...
"Life is like a photograph; you develop from...
Everyone perceives you, especially your close...
I feel like a star
cast amongst this ambiguousness...
I'm not worth it.
Don't fall for the lies...
I'd like to gather my poems
and scatter them...
Innocent feet fumble along piled gravel,
wincing at the roughness of a lonely earth...
A hidden maze lies now before me
Its entrance begins this great story...