dimpled smile with stares of intent,
the moment just passed with all energy spent,
no movement between just to focus on eyes,
their bodies entwined for a love never dies,
emotions felt the same between each,
as before they discovered more to teach,
time is over to slip it out slow,
he pays her with a tip before she has to go

the monster walks down the dark streets to turn,
his empty stomach gurgles with heart burn,
a cat meowing runs away from his giant clawed feet,
more hunger he feels wanting something to eat,
ahead he sees a shop with bright lights shine,
finally a place that has food to dine,
his dark red eyes widen as he runs fast,
as he gets closer the time passed,
the lights turn off being their closing night,
the monster sees the manager giving a fright,
anger with hunger he scares the man away,
when all he wanted was for him to be open and stay,
the stomach rumbles now more, the monster sees a 24 hour store,
walking inside he picks up all the chips,
buying them all then mashing them between his lips,
satisfied with his night of a junk food meal,
he changes from a monster to a man so real.

as life changes it brings the thought to get a tat,
seeing among the pictures deciding to get that,
sitting down as the needle approaches slow,
thinking of the flapping wing of the crow,
stabbing pains that can be handled in that spot,
the anticipation to see what you got,
the feathers of the bird drawn in black skin deep ink,
having a look to see what you think,
the bird of black on your shoulder calls,
being there forever to hold you from falls.

when i cannot say a word to give happiness with a rhyme,
when all there is being a lot of time,
i hope to give you feelings of happiness and pleasure,
while letting you read at your own leisure,
while sometimes a sad poem happens not meaning I'm sad,
and sometimes one reaches out being bad,
i write them to remind my and you of others feelings too,
and some are written completely for you,
touching a subject familiar to all,
i just want you to know I'm here if you call.

shadows of the past memories burn the white walls,
screaming faces with blacked out eyes of help calls,
the candle flickers with the winds through the exhale,
it burns down to the bottom as the flame is about to fail, closing eyes is no different than being in the dark,
being their own place to be alone as it flickers its final spark,
other senses take over as hearing is increased,
the heart beats slower with the flow of blood the least.

petals of green leaves float past where he stood,
his thoughts rush through his mind about bad and the good,
passing birds flap by in flashes of coloured wings,
landing in the tree branches to beautiful songs it sings,
more thinking of good times in the past,
then to the final moment at last,
speaking in front of a crowd full of friends,
the words spoken of a love eternal that never ends,
saying goodbye to the one loved in every way,
remembering everything worth in a life up until this day.

walking with hands clasped together tight,
together nothing is hard to fight,
friendship forever it would seem, but the thoughts of that might be a dream,
nerves begin to ignite against the small annoyance of trust,
once was a clean shining metal now starts to rust,
think of them now no longer brings a smile,
beginning to hate everything even your own style,
confusion setting in to why this happened to begin,
now its a competition to see who will win,
a big fight happens fueling each small bit,
the end result is muted unfriended sick of bullshit.

all in life is given at the concentration of thought,
we think of things and want it until the world can sort,
the same is in fear as we think of bad things to happen to us,
then when it does we make an innocent fuss,
when given something we thought about was really our wish,
we don't want peas in the meal on the dish,
think of not wanting it bringing an imagination to see,
then when the plate comes along it would definitely be,
want in positive to what you think about,
because the negative thoughts is what your energy is given to and dished out.

the food and fluids go deep inside,
expanding the stomach that cannot hide,
feelings of popping felt all night,
the skin surrounding it all so tight,
burning felt working up with indigestion,
not to eat so much was anothers suggestion,
satisfied anyway as the feeling slowly fade,
but why make it so yummy with a large amount made.

missing something i had held for so long,
inside my mind it pressed being so wrong,
thoughts of hate followed by frustrated rage,
forgetting everything that ever drove me to this stage,
seeing no light at ends of any tunnels of darkened sides,
noises heard over time causing scattering as the emotion hides,
then a light is seen at the end,
following slowly as coming around the bend,
seeing outside crawling on hands and knees,
so bright there with blinking only making out some trees,
a voice speaks my name with footsteps coming closer to stop,
blinking more as seeing below to the top, more beautiful than my brain could remember,
a face of love still smiles for me in December,
buried guilt burns through the blood of shame,
then my sadness turns to happy when you speak my name.