To Whom It May Concern

To Whom It May Concern; if you are reading this I have already given up.

Please don’t be distressed, please remember me as I was; ignore the gossip.

To Whom It May Concern; I came into this world flawed and sadly defective.

Fought through the challenges and failed; may you find it in you to forgive.

To Whom It May Concern; sometimes goodbye is the only way to freedom.

Outside I hear the wind rustling the leaves; singing in my ear; my anthem.

To Whom It May Concern; I leave you now to fade into the dark of night.

Take comfort in the notion that we will meet again; for I will always fight.

Adieu to You

Such a significant impact on my life but I can’t remember your face anymore.

Taught me how to give, to receive, to love and to be human; yet I’m still unsure.

Left here too soon, left me alone; left behind a heart so broken I can’t carry on.

I strain trying to remember your smell, remember your touch; but you’re gone.

Promises made, promises kept in your honor; my only ties to your beautiful spirit.

Dead before you, alive with you; now I’m in-between without you – your sad poet.

Tears pour down as I finally find a mental imagine of you; long buried and misplaced.

I say my final goodbye to you; the man you loved died with you and has been replaced.

A Heart's Prayer

I bask under the gleaming rays of the afternoon sun.

Eyes closed; my mind drifts to this gorgeous vixen.

Her familiar scent overtakes my senses; my heart races.

My body yearns for her heat; I reach to touch her face.

I find nothing but empty space, as I open my eyes to see.

Finding that I’m only chasing shadows; I pray for mercy.

Seeking a cure for my curse; my disease, my joy – love.

I love; love – the question and answer lie with the Power above.

No longer can I separate fact from fiction; real from dream.

As I am about to give up hope, in the distance I see a sunbeam.

Regret

I left behind all my potential just to escape the pain.

Hacked out a piece of my heart to feed to my blame.

Left a void in my soul that can never be replenished.

Layed in a pool of emotional blood; dead and finished.

“What have I become?” I whisper as madness takes hold.

But there is no answer; only silence and a touch so cold.

I recoil from the invisible caress and retreat into my shell.

Is this my imagination or my reality? I can no longer tell.

True Love

A lifetime of broken promises, lies and pain has brought me to your door.
I yearn to see your face, I crave to touch your skin, and I need much more.
Where did you come from, that I never felt you overwhelm my essence?
How did you bypass my iron defenses, why do I need to be in your presence?
My half filled heart feels whole for the first time and I wear a permanent grin.
It’s too perfect, I’m so scared and I want to run but that mistake would be a sin.

So I do the only thing left and that’s to let the love flow through me like a stream.

I close my eyes picturing you in my arms and hope this never ends; my dream.

Disconnect

I stand at the edge of my psychological brink; wobbling from my fears.

I gaze up and glimpse the torrent of pain and agony hit my face like tears.

I slip, falling over the edge into the cold, inky mass swirling below.

I feel a rush of regret as I let out a scream; but the only reply is an echo.

I fight; as I am being pulled under by unseen arms, gasping for air.

I paddle wildly to prevent myself from drowning in the sea of despair.

I allow myself to be carried by the current, falling into a hole I have dug.

I hit the floor, where I find my emotional cord; I grip it and pull the plug.

Schizophrenia

For far too long I have juggled the pieces of my shattered heart.

So afraid to drop them; I march in place as my life falls apart.

I have forgotten who I actually am; a custom facade for all occasions.

I hate my surreal existence of commingled true and false sensations.

Allowing myself to be molded and shaped as punishment for past sins.

Thirsty for serenity, I crumble; parched in the desert of my soul herein.

Is there a solution to my dilemma? I can’t see; as my future seems blurry.

Regardless; all I know is I can no longer be the person I am expected to be.