"I Am "
i am the junkie,
who aches for a high.
i am the puppy,
locked lonely outside.
i am pinocchio,
her marionette.
i am monday in vegas,
nothing left to bet.
i am closed eyes,
too frightened to see.
i am the conflict,
lost love's refuge.
i am holiday gifts,
loved only till june.
i am september,
summer ended too soon.
i am frustrated desire,
watching from afar.
i am the can,
dragged behind their car.
i am the bike ride,
that ends in skinned knees.
i am the castaway,
still lost in green seas.
i am the desert,
enduring till night.
i am frozen spring,
underneath winter's white.
