So Do You?

Thoughts perish in my mind
Yet sometimes embarrassed.
Embarrassing moments
Embed my ego's
Altered state of resentment.
A testament
Of how one's true color shines.
Minds work in mysterious ways,
Yet delirious of how it's portrayed.
Afraid of one's shadow
While wading in a shallow creek.
Deep thoughts always
Drown and vanish,
Very seldom do they stay.
Delay the shedding
Of one's protective coat,
So some thoughts don't soak.
Choke then giggle and laugh
If you don't believe the past.
It's just one joke too few,
But very serious to others
With whom had a clue of one's view.
So do you?

Words describe
While emotions are undescribable.
Divide, multiply, add three,
Then subtract the undividable.
Equals nothing, but three
In any intellectual head, but me.
Hurts to be different, clueless,
Yet flawless
In my own thought process.
Stopping the insanity
Hoping one day to progress.
Stay stressed
For one minor reason
Then goes on to the next.
Turmoil happens
On a day to day basis,
While looking for hope.
For some reason can't cope,
Just do nothing but walk and mope.
It's just one joke to few,
But very serious to others
With whom had a clue of one's view.
So do you?

Too nervous to be serious,
Hoping I'm going through some period.
Period of life that shall end
While a new sentence awaits.
Hoping fate leaves a trace
Of an exclamation mark ending that space.
No question just a solid answer
Is mentioned in this dimension.
New dimension while clenching
Hoping to hold on,
To never fall.
Head high,
Trying to break through
A thick wall.
To call it a miracle
Would simplify the matter
And make it worse.
Just thirst
The day I disperse
And end that hurt.
It's just one joke to few,
But very serious to others
With whom had a clue of one's view.
So do you?

Color Blind

Can love be blind, or am I blind for even believing? I must be deaf and dumb as well to think that go to hell meant you wanted me more than I wanted you. Even in my daydreams of you, rejection isn't cold just a way of playing the cat and mouse game of voodoo. Torture, brutal and unjust, but makes the love lust more for the untouched. Clutch reality as fantasies fantasized by me are of looking into your soul through those brown eyes, but a goal that may never be attained. Must gain a grip, I'm sinking my own battle ship but I won't strip what I've longed for in the years that I have known you, or could it be only days? Dazed and amazed at how a crush could feel so real, but fade just like the sun on an autumn day. So quick, so fast, never touched your lips, never touched your mass love for something that may never be created again.

So I ask can love be blind?

I'm blinded by your sight, but love isn't a one way street, nor a teenage game played by me. Third degree burns, the smell of flesh as it cooks like a flame broiled Whopper. Stopper, no letter go, just another bopper I know.
Burnt by someone lost, thought it was special until the meat seared when you said I'm out of here, but so scared. I don't think love is blind, but has a navigation system that is intertwined with lust. Must I try again, but my heart will never mend. Send my best wishes to you for I played the fool tragically. Reality lost for a moment thinking something special were to unfold like origami. Somebody stop me for I will ramble on for eternity thinking you still hold the key. Finally I see that love isn't blind it's just picky and it seems that I'm not worthy. Who's to say if you were my true love anyway? If not, then where does this mystical creature lay? I've been waiting a lifetime to make that journey.
So I ask one more time...

Could love be blind?
Hey Love. Help me see...