Picture perfect

If I could paint a picture
To show you how much I care
I'd paint two small pictures
And put them on opposite sides of the museum
The space in between
Is how much I love you.

Adventure buddies

My heart goes out to you
I know not why
But it does.
It leaves me some nights
And begins the long trek
To join yours wherever it has gone or is going

Maybe
Someday
You will come
And do the same with me.

Internal battle

I am going to war
Against myself
And my own head.

Armed to the tears
Dawning armor of apathy
A helmet of pride
Boots of stubborness

On my hip,
A gun filled with with cartridges of forgettfulness
And all sorts of traps
Made out of human veins
Where hurt can be easily released
From my wide-open arms