The Stars

The stars keep my secrets late at night

When I tell them silently of my plight.

Find myself speechless even as I write,

Can’t express my feelings, not quite.

Words fail me, I must look a fright

Contemplating past midnight

Whether I will let my feelings take flight

Or whether I will hold tight

Never to invite

This carnal appetite.

No, I will not know that delight.

My own silence I will spite

While I lay here waiting for the light

Alone fortnight after fortnight.

Discover

How do I eradicate you?
You captivate me over and over
And you don't even know you do,
Don't notice me at all, moreover,
Of my feelings you don't have a clue.
You only like me when you're not sober,
Remembering that only makes me blue.
How I wish that one day I could discover,
Discover that you love me too.

How To Organize A Chaotic Mind

How to organize a chaotic mind:

1. Don’t
2. Go with the flow of the ideas that seem to be all jumbled up in there.  It will eventually make sense...or not.
3. Even if you try to cage it into lists and think maps, nothing is going to make sense until it wants to make sense.
4. I'm a bubble.