Sleepless Night

I lay my head against the pillow.
Eyes searching through the darkness.
The cold, darkness that surrounds me
as I bring the comforter up to my neck.

The cold is choking me and causes me to as I lay awake.
Knowing of the unknown petrifies me.
No soft golden glow of the Sun until the morning.
There is a need for a halcyon night.

My eyes are open to the surroundings.
I cannot close them because something might be coming.
I must be able to fend off an attacker.
I need to protect my body from the harm that may never come.

As silly as it seems, nothing will ever come.
I shut my eyes after a few more minutes
watching the bedroom door.
Knowing that morning is close at hand.
Knowing that soon I can rest and be amongst the living.

I can only sleep restfully when you're right here with me.

Me

I'm only human...
It's as simple as that.
I make several, if not millions of mistakes every day.
I have my days where I'm cheerful.
Others are abysmal like I'll never see the sun again.

I'm insane, but not the kind I would get locked up for.
I'm honest and will tell you how it is.
I'm a lover and a fighter.
I'm healthy and loyal to my last breath.

My crystal blue eyes of the vast oceans see past the bad
in people because deep inside is a good person.
My mouth has spoken words I wish I could take back.
My ears have heard obscenities and nonsense I wish
to never hear again.

If you dare to tread on me, get ready for the Irishman temper.
If you dare to be my friend, get witty and sarcastic.

I'm only human...
But as an individual, there is only one me.

Keys

Keys can be a symbol of luck.
Sometimes seen has the object of opening doors
to the future.
Sometimes they open the treasure troves in our lover's heart.
Sometimes even your own...

I wear one around my neck.
I feel it guards the inner spirit within me...
It protects me from harm and is never in the way.
If I take it off, I feel naked and not as safe as I want to be.

The key to my heart and winning me over,
now that is a complex story.
Yet it is simply divine in what one can do for me.
Will I tell?
What fun would that be if I just spill it out?
It's not a game even if it seems that way.

But here is a clever hint, if you need one:
A simple stimulation... of the intellectual kind.
No moving the mountains or flying to the moon to take it down
from the Heavens.

Remember this simple object and the symbolism it holds.
A key for luck and opening the doors for a better life.

Color

Turn that grey into color.
Turn that frown into a smile.
Turn that hate into love.

No shades of grey should spill on the lush bed of green grass.
No shades of grey should pour from the brilliant blue sky.
No shades of grey should touch the yellow of the sunshine.

Why must we live in a world of grey?
The grey that threatens the uniqueness of the people.
It's sad to see that blood doesn't come out red because
of their polarized thoughts.

I want to be able to sit with a man and watch the sunset
of oranges and pinks until the violet darkness engulfs us
with a sweet kiss on our lips.
The greys are threatening to take that dream away.

Live your life in color.
Take a chance to look at the roses of red.
The sunsets of orange.
The sun of yellow.
The trees of green.
The skies of blue.
The darkness of violet.

Turn that grey into color.
Turn that frown into a smile.
And turn that hate into love.