you are a star
shining bright in my mind
but you are too far
you're such a beautiful find
stars can shine for years
long after their death
for this reason i fear
is it you that is real
or is the light i see in you
left over from your past
will you change out of the blue
how long will your light last
i know stars can't live forever
if it's only for right now
that is better than never
someday you will burn out

fear

the look in your eyes
is it fear of water
afraid you may drown
in this corporation
overtaken by success
or lack there of
is it fear of the sun
afraid you may shine
just a little too bright
steal the daylight away
from the undeserving
is it fear of the earth
afraid to go back
where you came from
barely leaving behind
much of anything
is it fear of fire
afraid it will burn
like it did before
until nothing is left
except a pile of ash

i will not burn you, baby.
i want you to shine, darling.
for you are my north star
i will be your life preserver
because when we go down,
we go down together.
forever.

Assumption

sleeping
it seems
is a normal occurrence
for those of us
who are normal enough.

awake
i believe
is a normal occurrence
for those of us
lacking in normal.

yet to be

Is a word real,
can it make you feel,
or is the feeling created out of the word?

is it all true,
that you feel this way?
maybe it is just imagination,
running away, fast, with your heart.

words do wonder for the soul,
whether they are true or not,
they can alter your being,
and make you believe,
in what is untrue.

words take hold of your heart,
latching on with a mighty force.
grasping until absolutely nothing is left,
squeezing with a deathly hold,
intending to take the course.

these words, they force you:
to follow their actions,
demanding your attention,
they grab all beliefs,
altering, and twisting, everything.

nothing is left;
except, of course,
only this,
alternate universe,
of which you've created,
out of nothing but,
mere words.

everything

if i am a boat then you are my lighthouse
shining bright and strong
steering me clear of sharp rocks
so that i may stay afloat a little longer
without a guiding light i will be lost

if i am an automobile then you are my map
taking me to the other side of the world
or just simply a few miles down the road
with a million possible destinations
route by route i follow you

if i am a train then you are my tracks
holding me tight to my path
until i reach the place i want to go
supporting my every move
you will never let me derail