Category: Poetry

You have the power over me. The ability to take me to Heaven, Or to cast me down into Hell. To deify or destroy, To harm or to heal My soul With a Word.

I made you laugh Then feel Then think. And that was the problem, We went too deep When all you wanted Was a distraction Instead of a solution.

Someday I hope You dance across my path again, for I adore You beyond words.

You will cross all the lines If you have no moral compass.

I lie here Unable to sleep Unable to cry Empty

I have embraced Order, Will and Discipline To walk with purpose. You seek Newness Distractive Chaos Stimulation and pleasure With disregard for impact. Together, we Balance.

I love you enough to not fight; to sit quietly and watch while you do what you are going to do. And wait patiently for the woman I love to return.

You meander along the path to pleasure, No destination other than that Which amuses you in the moment, A butterfly flittering through life. I march the path of purpose, Determined and resolute Towards the destination, Stopping to hydrate And appreciate The butterfly Crossing my path.

Your binary belief system, Built on black and white, Where things are wholly True or false Is dysfunctional. Because it is monochromatic, Lacking colour Lacking growth Lacking love.

Everything you have you have been given. Everything I have I created or taken. And I would give it all to you.