I feel like this one tear on my cheek could...
And never spit me out...

Time evades my grasp,
Slipping through fingers...

The past, being something regrettable,
Something left to drown in the tears past fallen...

The city sleeps while you lie awake,
Your heartbeats, but it feels fake...

Another empty promise,
Left along this broken road...

I can’t escape,
What’s all around...

Sitting at my computer,
Typing in the dark...

“Baby,” you say
“Yes my love...

The clouds wrestle with the rain
Understanding the thunder will never be tamed...

This poem is not main stream and many people will...
Would it not be shocking to look into a mirror...

Pink cascades over dollops of cloud
Like strawberry sauce it dips into crevices...

Last night when you kissed me,
You didn’t know I was awake...