Strength we build
Awakens the death of night...

Some are poems
most are thoughts...

I barely feel the love I once felt
In fact, I cannot feel it at all...

I try to think of him
but who clouds my mind...

I feel alone
where did everyone go...

I saw a guiding light
a passageway for two...

I waited for them to leave, to kiss you goodbye
And you held me accountable for the wasted time...

The slow trickle tickle
when an ant, ant, antickle...

Clutching your letter with
scaly white knuckles...

You never knew...never
but i swear...

"i told you it was fine,
but it wasn't, and it may never be...

It's alright
i found my perfect mate...