Mirror of the Mind

In the process of guarding my heart
I've forgotten what love is
Lust became love
And love became extinct
I cry
Tears because there is no other rejoice
No longer searching but still I wonder
.... where my heart belongs
and if i'll ever find it




Can true happiness be more than a phrase
No application needed for it to join my life
How am i unwhole but still living
My heart a metaphor in the winds
waiting for something familiar
to bring succulence to the miniature cracks of ash that lie on its' surface


I am an unlit candle




**Written November 23, 2008