my life has kept me remiss

in contributing to this

ive been so very busy

im really in a tizzy

but brain is not on stun

inspite of all the fun

 

to some i am an enigma

my prior life a stigma

to some i am a game

an attraction with no name

to some i do have feelings

but  not for their own dealings

alive just for their pleasure

a trinket for their leisure

to all of you the cost

my love and heart

you've lost

she sat with the night as time crawled by

too tired to sleep too despondent to cry

 too weary from living, too scared to die

worn out from giving, will noone else try

she sat there reminding herself

doing things, jeopardizing her health

the loneliness with its usual creeping

for the usual reasons, in it is seeping

 

 

 

 

ocean

she's going through the motion

like waves upon the ocean

riding her emotions

drowned in hopeless notions

dragged by the undertow

of sadness that will not let go

 

a feeling of disquiet entered her realm

she hoped it would not be

taking the helm

the air was warm

the flower swayed

lost in this place

the flower played

each petal dancing

leaves so carefree

the flower...

happy as can be