Brash, brazen and unrelenting
This dis-ease seeks to end me...

The moon above us
We'd use like a window...

Seeing to this sprout
With tender, loving care...

My life is a stagnant pond, wherein the bothersome...
Those willing to dip their feet in, become...

It shouldn't be about the shape, color, or size of...

I can't.
I make no promises...

Parched of your kiss
I'm withering into dust...

Humbly hoping
To make you so happy...

Cherish life.
It is your God-given right...

I only wish to speak to you,
In my truest, most righteous state of being...

Unclouded eyes piercing through
My own unhealthy visage...

I dance today
Between the white and the grey...