Blank Page...... Nothingness inside of me

Life on pause…. With a cause. Bees, ants, worms, fish, cycle of life. My Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up. Many feelings that leave me in wonder. So I ponder about Vs and Es some Ls and of course you. But I cant get beyond the feeling of nothingness. Thanks, now my well is dry. I change my tone from that of a bright spring day to 1 much more and lil hue & gray, overcasted and badly polished. I gave you my mind and peace from it. But from you I gain wasted time and wasted love. Sometimes the heart see’s what eyes don’t. Invisible, I only used 1 when I should’ve used both. This story is boned with ideas, nerved and blooded with emotions, all held together by the delicate, tough skin of words, verbs. My brain a book to put my mind on paper, my heart an encyclopedia to put my love in my very on scriptures. Sentences to leave your brain bouncing around. And yes theres a part 2. I sit on aces.......this is curtains, I write on the flow of ur heart beat. My heart is broken beyond foreseeable repair, Understand me and what was done. Now I’m empty, and I’ve lost my sense of love. How 2 love again? Traveled into the realms of bonds so tight, I went raw and she burn the roof of my mouth and left my heart well-done. I have a problem on my hands like a six finger. Third eye blind cant see my visions, This feels like central park without grass, scared heartless like the tin man from the world of Emerald OZ. But more like a WiZ without happiness and singing. I willed her my heart be4 I die, its my most prize thing. I co sign my love with my only guardian angel, For it was not into her ear i whispered, but her heart. It was not my lips she kissed, but my soul. Now it feels like shooting in the dark, I wish I could run thru the streets but this pain forces me to walk thru the sand. Rose paddles fall from broken truths, type for ur life with a blank keyboard. Papaya, milk and honey fed to me by her false lips with no worry of my feelins. Playin Jumanji with my soul. Now my soul cry’s sugary tears. High notes like dames in operas.... I watch my soul sit in pain but not for long. This was the second time, this time my Soul left with his head up high and shaking his head in disbelieve. Couldn’t take the abuse anymore. Now im being sued Charged With Assault & battery with lode acts, emotion Domestic Violence. My Life is a tragedy when seen in close-up. I didn’t know she would break me….well my only heart. I the defendant enter a plea of no contest 2 these charges. But my judge Karma delivered a soft sentence. Grind away rust on my heart from teary eyes that cried out for love, from that 1 who didn’t care about me. Trying to keep my heart out the light like film but I still develop sadness within. Emotional fingers, typing away feelings that my mouth cant say. Its funny, small people really have a lot to say and have the best conversing skills. Cotton candy, strawberries shortcake dreams left banged up and bruised. She cut me like a cord… umbilici, lifeless, heartless, soulless I dwell on the pain. I treated her like she was the main feature, the great presentation, trailer seem right in my third eye. She acted up? And made my love into a sad movie. she was a bully and fucked my heart up. I was E-class out, yea she had me whipped, but I later learned We were not a match like orange and pink. I Wished that the sheet of anguish installed as my cover,Would hide me from the pity that people bestowed onto me. clichés, encouragements of nothing and Words of consolement. The seeds of these lies rooted so deeply they've cracked the foundation of what we loved and shared. I'm left surrounded in darkness but i refuse to be swallowed by it. Love, Invisible to the eye, Obvious to the touch. Philosophical logic of Sean