Internal Change

Intoxicated with your thoughts
wild with intention, but realistic in their goals.
My mind drifts into yours,
without chance,
We blend to One.

The fence keeping my life
suddenly falls to the floor.
My world, previously seen by others,
now can be touched and contaminated
by One.

The only One that has this effect,
you scare and entice me.
I know better, but the desire is too strong.
My mind and feelings in conflict.

I know, if I fall, I will be caught.
Caught in your warmth,
Safe in your arms.

I am fine here
I will be fine here
Let go
I am fine here
I will be fine here
One.

Desolation

sitting in my thoughts
thoughts of life
life of scars
scars of others
others and myself
myself is deteriorating
deteriorating into parts
parts of my body numb
numb and alone
alone I stay

Up from the Glass...

Coming up from the glass, a reflection gazes into her eyes.
Eyes not her own.
A glisten from a life long before, distant from this moment.
Her strength and weakness scattered across the reflecting face,
a reminder of the current state she leads.
Falling forward again, the pain and draw are addicting.

Coming up from the glass the haze of the room is intoxicating.
Filling my mind to every depth.
Chaos at every angle reflects my current state of mind.
Remnants of a structured life, taken over by the need.
My need to fill the void left by my first addiction.

I must part from this situation, step into the cold clean air.
A relief, but I will return.

Return to the haze and the desolate reflection staring back.