Cigarettes And Photography

You've suffered an intended suffering,
And the words I speak cant help you heal,
But I stare as you start crying,
Your heart of clouds, I could never steal,
Because I wait for the day,
You will sit down beside me,
And stay...

^^This is really deep. I like the line "Your heart of clouds, I could never steal," It's a cool thought. A little critique: There should be an ' in don't. Also it may flow a bit better if you were to end some of the sentences rather than use commas. Either way, I still think it's great. (I hope that didn't sound at all harsh, I think it helps as a writer to point out little things. (:)

It's frightening when you scream at me,
Cigarettes and photography,
Blind you in a dream,
That's too deep for me,
To reach you again...

^^I feel like this has a few different meanings to it. Cigarettes and photography? Two things that can be huge distractions from things that matter, I like how you incorporated that.

The passionate glance of a stranger,
A soul that had watched you drown,
I was starting to hope I was the keeper,
The key to your love,
But now that you walk away from me,
And let me stay here in the dark,
Unsure of what I've done wrong,
Unsure of how to change,
And the nightmares begin to lurk,
I could be the curative kiss on your cheek,
I could be the one that you seek...

^^This entire poem is wonderful, I love the wording you used and some of the unique phrases as well. I think this last stanza is my favorite, I can relate to it. Being so close to someone, but having them not feel/see things that same as you can really hurt. Very well written.

Btw, welcome to PNQ! I'm excited to read more from you.