Normal – March 21, 2019

I’m not objective. how could I be? Always my own cheerleader. Everything’s great,  I’ve got this,  No problem. Fake it till you break it. Sit down,  strap up, and  hold on. It’s not... You don’t... you’re hurt... It’s ok, the good news is,  You’re normal.

Cloaked – May 14, 2019

This family, Is not mine Un-included Far away Distant thought Touches down Separate the pain Packed into boxes The picture drawn Delicate Rage placed  Just out of sight Between the lines Stippled over An artists piece Studied You’ll find me there Emotions checked Hiding inside The beauty drawn On the page  In front of you.

Hold My Hand – May 12, 2018

The sky slurs awake, As the day begins. My eyes creep open. This weight From years gone by, Alone and heavy. You never visit me while I sleep, But surround me in sorrow In my waking hour. On edge. Inhales shallow. Eyes swollen. Unnumbered hours Have passed me by Without the scent of you. Today … Continue reading Hold My Hand – May 12, 2018

Skin – May 7, 2019

Want to shed this skin. Urges come and go. To release the hate It holds me tight, Binded. Cracking the door Open, as it shuts. Slammed in my face. Fuel trickling on the fire. Burning in its place. Right where I am, Is right where I’ll be.

Join Me – May 8, 2019

Come, join me. Let’s drown in sadness. Sulk in the fluid river of tears. Swim in the lakes of our demise. Flirt with what’s coming. Take my hand, join me. In this beautiful dance, But before you do Grab ahold of something That will pull you up, Remind you, You are still alive.

Talking to you…Vulnerable 5/9/19

The strength it takes to be, is immense. I thought I was strong before, I let myself be. Now, most days, I know I am because I let myself be. It’s a double edged sword, ironic, dare I say, hypocritic. I hate it, and love it. It makes me feel weak, but in the end … Continue reading Talking to you…Vulnerable 5/9/19

The Coaster – January 30, 2019

Uneasy, Twisting with uncertainty. As a thousand tears Scratch the surface. Peace promises To be ‘round the bend. Tapping my shoulder, Taunting me to let go. Back and forth and up and down. The coaster doesn’t slow. My heart howls, As my spirit hangs on.