Deoxygenated

The air in my lungs
that helps me run this marathon
the oxygen I desperately need
has been cut off ----
idefinitely --
while you hide ---
and deceive
It..
hurts..
to..
breathe.
And my legs buckling
as if missing their knees
entangled in the lies
of some marionette's twisted strings
won't stand tall
or let me run free
back to your arms
where I can finally breathe

Heart

The loving, patient heart
is a complicated part
of our soul
so strong yet fragile in faith
It unfolds, breaks
repairs, then repeats
its "shatter into millions of pieces" fate
Soon, you have nothing left
but dust, wind and sorrow: 
only so much one heart can take

Hallow

Something wicked this way came
on a darkened sister's Hallow's Eve
But led me to an interesting game
which taught me to believe
that where the truth lies
inside of those words
of pure dishonesty
is buried below
the unwritten books
on how one can deceive

Someone wonderful followed suit
and once crossed o'er the threshold
Into my arms love came to me
and kept me in a chokehold
For years and some I played his game
of love, leave and try again
But through each selfish
silent reprieve
I couldn't avoid the end

Now back at home
my mind can't rest
on every word you never say
Cruel lies intensify
your herbal breath
my hope just fades away

Disadvantageous

Deception is a dangerous game
it leaves me feeling disadvantageous
against the strength of well told lies
My hope is fading -- less courageous
to stand for what I know is right
to protect our love is in vain
Deception is an unfair fight
and starts with every letter of your name

Scarce

I'm safe in here
inside of my words
the only place I'm allowed
My emotions and feelings
are deemed absurd
and tend to draw a crowd.
But the sadness I hold
deep within
is growing every day
My poetry is now my only friend
since you went away
Conversations before my eyes
take a number, wait patiently
No wireless proxy will suffice
amid ignored, vibrating insensitivity
And the technology you despise so vehemently
is only when it's coming from me

Tangible

It's the I love  you

that I miss the most

a simple text, a quiet post

to remind me your heart

is really as close

as my love for you inside of mine

It's the sound of your voice

I have to hear

like tangible happiness

poured into my ear

lifting my spirits

bringing you near

a symphonic lullabye combined

I feel you and hear you

more than before

a sigh, a sneeze

even a groan

but what I really need

can never be shown

unless you're looking into my eyes..

Reconciliation

i used to think the words were all for me
the notes you played in poetry and rhyme
would soothe my doubts and I hoped secretly
those songs would last much longer than the lies
that once escaped those lips so easily
I grieved the death of love buried in fear
of who you are or were or need to be
while gasping for a smothered breath of air
her face, their smiles and all I'll never know
the candles glowing softly shadowed sin
the whispered words recomplicate my woe
abandoned first. I still can't let you in
Be angry but be gentle with my heart
your choice was the silence that broke my heart