Darkness

Darkness envelopes me and cradles me
like a child
in her womb.
Time, as physically present as the raging wind
erodes away
wearing me down.
Slowly but surely.
I sit still as death and wait
Wait until a time when
Darkness ends and
All time stops
And when my poems
will start
to rhyme
again.

A Rose

She loves him
as sweetly as a rose smells.
Wants to hold him
as soft as a petal's touch.
She has yet to be pricked and scarred
by the thorns that are in the promise of
his love for her.

Hell

What did I do to deserve this?
I hate you
But I love you
and no matter what,
I'm stuck on you.
I just want to curl up,
sleep this pain away.
Or maybe I am sleeping...
this is all a bad dream
any moment I'll wake up
and you'll be there holding me
and when I tell you what I've dreamt
you'll laugh and tell me
that could never happen
because you love me
and then you'll kiss me
like you always have.
And things will be alright.
I'll leave this hell behind.