Sunday, July 18, 2010

freight train.

Freight train flying down the Devil's track,
burning with his evil fuel,
pushing forward at a wall.
A solid, perfect wall.

Freight train flying down the Devil's track,
charging with his gleeful anger.
Crashing into the flawless wall,
cemented together with months of hard work.

Freight train flying down the Devil's track,
smiling his evil smile.
Satisfied with breaking the wall,
shattering the bricks to pieces.

Friday, June 25, 2010

I am lost.

My words
are trapped
on my struggling

I yearn
to have
the strength
to say what I need.
I fear
the end
because I can't see
new beginnings.

I am
lost in
the inbetween
without escape.

sealed with a kiss, ambrosia ruth

Friday, May 28, 2010

Which path shall I take?

I am trapped,

in some dizzying place,

between the desire

to live to the fullest,

and the need

to fall asleep for eternity.

Am I living too fully?

My fast pace is greater

than I can enjoy.

If I fall asleep,

will my dreams be greater than this

reality I am "living?"

Sunday, May 16, 2010

my rock

Carry me on words of
into the world I fear so greatly.
Help me stand tall on the shoulders of
when I don't know what to do.

Be my rock when I crumble.
Be my shelter when it rains.

Hold me together
when I am too weak
to keep the pieces
in place by myself.

I promise I will always need you,
if you promise to be stay by my side

Love at First Sight

Walking in a crowded room
others dim in comparison.
Breaths quicken and shorten,
all ability to control is lost.
A sleeping heart awakens with a jolt,
realizing he noticed too.
The deep beat of an anxious heart
becomes in sync with approaching footsteps.
The electricity of the first touch
pulsates through empty veins.
Dizziness engulfs an unsure lover
as she falls for the first time.
Wordless conversations demolish every fear,
crashing into forever, hand in hand.

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Love Letter

Dear my dear,
You are the thought on my mind,
the twinkle in my eye,
the smile across my face.

You are the beat in my heart,
the butterflies in my stomach,
the jitter in my legs.

You are my reason for waking up,
my motivation for the day,
my dreams at night.

Without you, I would be nothing.

yours truly.


Why do you love me?
Why do you hate me?
Why am I your best friend,
then you alienate me?

Why am I visible,
when another isn't near?
And as soon as they come,
I disappear.

Why am I the rubber,
and they are the glue?
Why does she bounce off me,
and stick to you, you, and you?

sealed with a kiss, ambrosia ruth

Monday, May 10, 2010

you saved me

you made me see
with my tear filled eyes.
you made me laugh
with my broken smile.
you made my heart race
in my empty chest.
you made me stand
on my tired legs.
you made me dance
when my feet were sore.

you made me feel
with every part of me
when I was numb.

you made me love
when I never wanted to again.
you saved me
when I was drowning
in pity and self-doubt.

you saved me.

sealed with a kiss, ambrosia ruth

Saturday, May 8, 2010


I'm not sure how..
but he managed to redeem himself.
It's evenings like these,
so full of happiness,
and togetherness,
that make me want to live and love forever.

sealed with a kiss, ambrosia ruth

To want, To achieve, To be rewarded

I have decided it is good to want.
Being one of the most difficult feelings in the world,
I often despise desire.
But the more you want something,
the more effort you give to achieving it.
And the more rewarding it is in the end.

sealed with a kiss, ambrosia ruth

Sweet Addiction

hooked at once,
sweet scent tickling my senses,
love warming the blood in my veins.
I can hardly take it, send me away.
let me drop this habit..
for what?
I'll just relapse.
I can't break you.
I'm so addicted.

sealed with a kiss, ambrosia ruth

The End

Where to start?
the back of the book,
where I can read the end.
again and again?

the first words lost meaning
when the beginning died.
all we're left with is the end.

hanging over us like the dead man.
in the old lifeless tree.
that was once a small seed.

who cares about the beginning?
when you died in the end..

sealed with a kiss, ambrosia ruth

Friday, May 7, 2010

A Waltz

passes by
grabs my hand
try to reach
can barely stand.
falling down
missing chance
passing by
want to dance.
moving fast
skirts are furled.
missed my chance
with the waltzing world.

sealed with a kiss, ambrosia ruth