Rain flows through my bloodstream

I can hear the water beat

Beat

Beat

Beat

Down on my windowsill

Beat

Beat

Beat

Down on my mind

Beat

Beat

Beat

Down on my heart

‘Till there is no more of me

My throat burns,

it begs for your name.

I scream

I scream

but I hear nothing.

I still taste you on my lips

Sweet, Sweet, tender mouth.

Open joys to brighter days.

Melting like the lidocane.

Or sugar on a summer day.

I love you.

Light as a Feather, Heavy as a Brick

Another day;
Another lie.

Another way;
To make me cry.

I thought we had;
It all together.

But then I fell;
Just like a feather.

That swam down;
The empty stream.

I closed my eyes;
It’s just a dream.

When I wake up;
It will get better.

After all;
It’s just a feather.

Old Poem Becoming New

You taste my pleasure

I drink your pain.

There is no cure

For a wrecked train.

You pierce the wound

Within my veins.

I feel your blood

Turn into flames.

Your desire to be

What we can’t have.

Decides to turn

Your mind to mad.

Your thoughts drip down

Like endless rain.

You taste my pleasure

I drink your pain.