Flat on my face, With you. Carrying on about needing space. Do as you please, With ease. Not one single thought, Or moment you spare. Yes I’m jaded from the years of wear and tear. Pick up and be. It’s not as easy for me.
Category: life
Sway – March 28, 2019
The bend of the trees in the breeze, Can take your worries away if you please.
Insatiable – March 28, 2019
The Light I swallow, implodes my belly Leaving me hungry for more.
Talking to you…Pocket Change
I had a weak moment, and this Poem, Pocket Change, came from it. I'm not proud. Judge away... POCKET CHANGE - March 25, 2019 You'll never buy your way into my heart. Or did you think you could? My tears aren’t worth your time? You think your pocket change should make everything shine? Keep jingling … Continue reading Talking to you…Pocket Change
Grief by Death – March 25, 2019
This is death, followed by grief, And it’s ok. Buried, now awake, and strung out. Not myself, I don’t want to be. The sky opens each morning and night, And swallows my heart whole. Soaking in the sadness Perpetually overflowing. This is death, followed by grief, And it’s ok. Memories playing on repeat. Catch me … Continue reading Grief by Death – March 25, 2019
Fake it – March 19, 2019
To shelter myself, undercover and alone. It grabbed me, and pulled me in. I excelled at the art, spun myself into many colors. Fake it, until you break it. The chant repeated. The minutes turned into hours, into days, then years had floated by. Finally, in one of those countless minutes, I arose. Cracked and … Continue reading Fake it – March 19, 2019
Fluid – March 24, 2019
Have you herd? Grief is fluid. Open the gates, And let the horses run!
Tiny Voice – March 21, 2019
Does the world seem too big? Am I speaking out loud? My voice seems to be lost in the static.
Sleep Paralysis – March 10, 2019
Did you ever talk about it? I was scared to ask about it. It turned into the forbidden fruit, I was not tempted, Or brave, Or I didn’t want to know the truth. It hurt too bad. I pretended you were fine, as I pushed you away. Instinct took hold, sheltering my breaking heart. I wrapped … Continue reading Sleep Paralysis – March 10, 2019
Flood – March 21, 2019
The water lurches onto the land, Suffocating everything it covers. A blanket of beauty, twinkling as the sun bounces it’s rays, shimmering along it’s path. Underneath this mysterious enigma, it shields the unknown and invisible. The constant movement, flowing to nowhere. Just keeps going, And moving, And smothering under the blanket of beauty, always glistening. … Continue reading Flood – March 21, 2019
Why. – March 18, 2019
They didn’t let me stay, but I didn’t ask. They told me to hug her, but I hesitated. They told me it was time to go, but I didn’t know where. They told me she died, But I didn’t let myself feel anything. They had a funeral, But I didn’t cry. They stopped talking about … Continue reading Why. – March 18, 2019
The Yin to My Yang – March 20, 2019
I loved that life. I hated what came after. Now I'm in-between trying to find my way.
Back and Forth – March 17, 2019
There are times out of nowhere I can’t catch my breath. She squeezes with all her might, And tugs at my bleeding heart. I can’t think straight. Mind frozen in the past, or is it the future that makes me sob? So hard the tears flood my cheeks turn into rivers. I can’t see past … Continue reading Back and Forth – March 17, 2019
Used – March 18, 2019
You are getting used up. Chewed up, and spit out. Get out.
Circles – April 3, 2018
Running round in circles, never crossing my own path. Not learning from my mistakes, nor my successes. Maybe not the best path.
Pity Me – March 13, 2019
Pity me. Don’t pity me. That look in your eye tells me a story. Who you are, but not what you want to be. Open your mouth and live. Pity me. Don’t pity me. The energy you send is sharp, But full of want. Pity me. Don’t pity me. I have to look away. Moving … Continue reading Pity Me – March 13, 2019
Polite (In My Dreams) – March 10, 2019
I want to feel it, so badly. The lightness of life she lived. I want to breath it in my blood, and sweat it out my pours. She lived for that day, when she awoke it was all that mattered. The heaviness I carry, is a dull knife. What’s left is ragged and ugly. It’s … Continue reading Polite (In My Dreams) – March 10, 2019
For Her – March 9, 2019
As she Goes, self-doubt on high, My chest puffs out, for her. As she goes, feeling small, I sit up straight, for her. As she goes, carrying the weight on her shoulders, My arms extend toward the sky, for her. As she goes, and does not believe, My spirit dances around, for her. She will … Continue reading For Her – March 9, 2019
Perfect Timing – March 7, 2019
Turn on the radio, with the twist of a key. There’s something about the destiny, the perfect timing of a song, playing just for you. The universe, or whatever you believe, speaks to you, only you, inside those three minutes. The feeling being so singular. An exhilarating tingle lights up your soul. As it pours … Continue reading Perfect Timing – March 7, 2019
RUMBLE – January 10, 2018
Finally, the lock is rusted and broken. The tears come like a freight train down my cheeks, loud and unstoppable. Cemented in my heart for what seemed to be always. Free to flow like a faucet. Sometimes or most times, they creep up on me. As they still hide in the dark. Waiting quietly for … Continue reading RUMBLE – January 10, 2018
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