Love, one-way

It was an awakening of my soul
and for that tiny moment I felt whole.
For you I would have caught the sky
and held it close just for you and I.
A moment gone, a moment past.
A moment never meant to last.
But how it changed me, looking now
at the person looking back and how
I am not who I used to be.
Though who that is I cannot see.
I now know the agony of a broken heart -
the pain of love that wouldn't start.
Some would say that I am better off
because I loved even though I lost.
Whether they are right I cannot say
because my love has always been one-way.

Frozen Chance

The sky was cruel, boasting its gray.
Yet a determined hope held to a single ray
so brilliant and it drew me in.
I watched the light dissolve the gray,
yet back to me it found its way
and burrowed beneath my frozen skin
fooled my soul to be taken in
and believe the night was day.

The rain was wiser, reluctant to fall.
Aware that I was no match at all.
But spare me it would not comply,
and drenched my spirit with its relentless wet cry.
I shivered with instinct that I would later recall
were tears yet unborn of this frosted lie.

Every moment a flurry of romance.
The stars asked my soul to dance
and with no regard for cirumstance
I stayed and took a chance.

The wind blew truth that would not relent,
each biting gust that came and went
became another whisper to resent.
Like enemies with nothing to lose,
the wind will wait while it makes you choose.
Despite that your fate has already been sold.
This is how truth retains its control,
because sooner or later we all flee from the cold.

A fire in the bitter cold
is a lesson learned from someone old.

The savage cold but laughed like a child.
Delightfully watching me struggle, it smiled
and escorted the moment as it arrived -
to decide which part of my soul will survive.
Though cold I was complete for the very first time
but I knew our destinites were not aligned.
The choice was no longer one I could withhold
So I turned away and sold my soul.

The choice endures for others to make,
and all who yet haven't will feel their heart break.
A frozen eternity is borrowed from fate,
whose gift is a moment before dreams evaporate.

Missed

Not a sliver of fair

Not that anyone would care
Because even though I exist
I am so easily missed
A speck of beauty cannot be found
And no lips utter a single sound
Of the tiniest compliment
My life came and so quickly there it went.

end me

I just want someone to care.
to look at me, not stare
to acknowledge that I am there
to want to breathe my air
and fuck my ass bare
make me cum and actually care
to not be with me on a dare
to always win when I'm compared.

touching me not as politeness requires
sucking my dick from your burning desire
see me as something you've never seen prior
deaf to the whispers of those who conspire
tell me your truths and reject every liar
see me as real, as one you admire
I bring a completeness you long to acquire
With me alone you find the peace i inspire
and i take you somewhere you couldn't be higher.

But you don't exist i've come to see
that no one desires these things from me.
So perhaps i should stop wasting energy
perpetuating a ridiculous fantasy
that very likely will never be.
instead why not use the time constructively
and find a simple way to end me.