One

One to help me sleep,
One to wake me up.
One to get me going,
One to slow me down.
One for the nausea,
One for the migraine.
One to solve the side effects
Of one of the others.

Stolen

He stole it.
With soft words
And a silver tongue.
I was left,
Abandonded.

For Dean and Ali

The picture is finally complete.
Joining of hearts
Sharing life and love.
Perfect halves, making perfect whole.

He

He sits there,
A shadow,
Invisible.
No communication,
No movement ,
No independence.
Spoken about,
Spoken at,
Never to.
Things get done,
He cannot "do".
His life is lived,
But he has no life.
He has no voice,
He is trapped,
In crowded isolation.

Pain

Four letters
That continually
Drive me insane..

PAIN.

The point is?

Why
Do we think
That spending money
On useless items
Is good?

Why
Is buying
The latest gadget
More important
Than food?

Why
Do I see
After Christmas Season
Unwanted gifts
Discarded?

What
Is the point
Of indebtment
For a day
Of excess?