My Love Poem

Found the excuses are entangled with the truth
And maybe, he had been right after all
That she was too complex to love
And a relationship with her
Was just another form of entrapment

Her worth has become lost these days
Stapled up flyers with MISSING plastered in bold type
Criss-cross patterns, leaving her hollow
And tiny scars intertwining on her inner thighs
Was the only thing that made her feel alive

And maybe, he had been right after all
She was never worth a moment of his day, but wanted
To believe she had the right to a happy ending
She spends the afternoons, swinging swinging
Between moods, because all he left her was feeling ugly

Feels as though dangling from a wire
And time has become her enemy
Ticking away, the hours are filled with silence
Laughter a distant ghost, she wishes she could catch
Cup it in her hands for a second, so she can finally remember

Maybe she was too complex to love
Her words perplexing and her distance frustrating
Never wants anyone close enough to see her smile
So she hides away, and finds herself in the shadows
Fingertips tingling to intertwine with anyone once again

Unable to speak anymore, she never says her feelings
Quietly ponders as everyone cackles with laughter
Observing the world turning, feeling herself fading
Into an outline, she is static and lost
A memory of a person learning how to fake a smile

Found the excuses are entangled with the truth
And maybe, he had been right after all
That she was too complex to love
And a relationship with her
Was just another form of entrapment

Return to My Imagination

I remember
Chasing after rainbows and shooting stars
When fairy tales
Could be found in the wrinkles
Of every tree
Laughter
Was the echo of every sprite
And dragons
Were the boom of thunder
In the evening sky
Laying on my back
I would trace out a history in clouds
Catch myself on a sparrow’s wing
Take off into a new world
Imagination was my greatest friend
And I was an explorer everyday
I remember the magic
Before I had to grow up
I still want to run with the wind
Chase after lightning
Even though I am caught in a black and white world
Some days
I close my eyes
And the constellations come alive