Control, Of What?
This Is Everything – August 25, 2019
Control, Of What?
Control, Of What?
The growing tangle of emotions Knotted in my hair Rolled between my fingers Looming overhead pulled taught Before I can let it go.
What do you see when you close your eyes, he says. I see you. What do you feel When you close your eyes, He says. Your hands on my skin. What do you think When you close your eyes, He say. A thousand thoughts Of you.
You never know, I tell you. The light, and then the dark. It’s not clear, It won’t be, Until it is. And hopefully, That doesn’t leave you too late.
The summer’s final heat is Plump and uncomfortable. Leaving us Soaked in our own coolness Distracted and searching... ~~~ All of the hours And minutes spent, It’s daunting to Think about the billions of seconds Thrown over our shoulder. Left far behind Each day. The sweetness shared With the quick lasting hugs, The little fires … Continue reading Billions of Seconds – August 14, 2019
I am sorry I am broken, a piece of me lost. I’m sorry I can’t find it. Have you had enough? Me too. Can’t take anymore? Me too. I’m so sorry for the trouble, Please stop shattering what’s left. I’ll keep trying to pick up the pieces, If I can. Alone, The way it’s always … Continue reading I’m Sorry – September 3, 2019
This tear creeps down my face, slowly. As it reminds me Of you.
I’d rather it be me, than you, You ask why. Because I know what’s on the other end. An intensity, A tightness That won’t let go. It grips you, And holds you hostage Silent to its prey. I’d rather it be me, than you. But wait, Then it’d be you.
I just don’t know, Do you? Measuring up is serious business, And yet to be done By anybody still searching For that one instant, Maybe two Where they feel alive And accepted. That jolt of serotonin Helps take you somewhere, You feel. You measure up For just that heartbeat, And then It’s gone Just as … Continue reading Measure Up – August 28, 2019
The smells The sounds Of memories Kept At a distant reach Pulled to the forefront As I breath in and out The pores explode Bringing me Right back home.
Alive and soft Over my skin. In my mouth, She swirls And pushes. Brushing down my arm, Letting me feel the secrets Of her journey Comforting the past. My cheeks and lips Perk up to feel the love. I breath her in, Fresh dirt and bumble bees. A lull lures me To listen, Chirping and … Continue reading The Breeze Blows By – August 16, 2019
Hey, uhhhh hi. I'm kinda stumped for words, which I thought was utterly impossible. But it happened. Back to back things happened, and I'm stumbling. Interestingly enough, it's not a rare occurrence, it's happened on several occasions since I started this journey. But it still throws me for a loop. Sits me down, and takes … Continue reading Talking to you…Not alone, even if just for a moment 8/26/19
If I could only explain What these words Take from me... Unzip my gut, And spilled to the floor.
I want to be peaceful, Feel something serene. Be the calm in your day That lets you say, ‘In the end, It’s going to be okay,’ But that’s not me. It’s a struggle to be free. Especially, because, It’s always been Me versus me.
Scattered, pieces of house dust thrown up from a pillow. The warm sun hits you smack dab in the eye, It feels so good. You sink to the bottom of wherever you’re headed.
Lonely little tear Traveling Down My Cheek. ~~~ A gazillion droplets Together Don’t ~~~ Compare to the Chunk that is Missing from my heart.
Drop the expectations, Let them fall to the floor. Without them you are free To feel life most genuinely.
My eyes paint a tinged picture of what I see. My heart beats a murmured song of what I know. My hands crumple the very thing I long for. My mouth stammers, as I watch the chance pass by. All the while, my ears are taking everything in.
I shout through my teeth, As my throat begins to burn. The lightning flashes in my eyes, I am approaching full throttle. Sip your breathes, And walk away. Turn your cheek, And be careful what you speak. The words might ring true, But what good do they do?
My heart will always beat To the rhythm Of where you are.