Aug. 26th, 2011
Shock. That is what spring left you on your doorstep. So what was summer to you? Hell. Fall had you crying tears of rage and pooling your pain, And winter brought you crazed grief and melted snow. Then it was spring again. And hope And love And forgiveness, almost - (couldn’t forgive him, no matter how hard you tried) But no, there was no happiness. Not yet. There wasn’t an end to it....
Moments - Aug. 21st, 2011
It’s so strange to be sitting here looking back on everything. So tell me, what do I do when I’m faced with a choice to make And the only answers lead to more hurt? It’s so odd sitting here writing this, because I’d promised myself I wouldn’t Because look what it did the first time Do you see what I’ve done But look at me now Tell me what you see Is it a girl Is...
He stared ahead and breathed rapidly. His hands were slung over the edge of his chair arms, and every few seconds, blood would form and drip down his fingers. There were so many promises I couldn’t keep. He reached for the bottle, swung his head back and let the burning liquid surge down his throat. Below him, his dog whined. I’ll kill them for you. I know you were a pacifist, and...
Give me some peace, when the effort To breathe is too much to bear. Still, it Feels like there’s too much to this world, Too many fragmentary pieces, golden-gray. A thin film of blue threads through your skin, A reminder that it’s hard to surrender When the flags are raised, the trumpets blown, Battle lines drawn in black and inked in red. Let me wither away, turn to dust through the...
Your sternum rises and falls, caved in by the weight of failure - Homages to a violated heart depleting itself of blood. The bones in your wrists grow more prominent by the day, and I wonder just how far you’ll go before you waste away. While denial forces me to press a finger to your lips as you try to say goodbye for a second time, now the third. I know your words will haunt me like...
Hey. I wanted to fall into friendship way too fast To be able to walk under the same umbrella, Go to the store to buy souring milk with you, And argue over who was paying for it. I wanted to shop at different thrift stores Ponder antiques and bargains, cross over Cobblestones and arrive home, out of breath, Safe and sound, while the rain slows down. I wanted to take your hand and run Run as far...