It is hard When the dark finds you And chooses Not To let you go The shadows In the clouds Are closer than you think Waiting With their wretched claws Have you ever seen them Have they touched You Melting in To who You Thought you were Reaching Scratching and biting Until there is nothing … Continue reading Into the Shadows of the Clouds – May 22, 2020
The run off Disregarded Obsolete Frantic Heart racing Borderline Losing their shit Trying to understand The reason why It’s not that simple Deeper than we thought Gross Molding Fermenting Gurgling up And out Sicker to my stomach Than I’ve ever been Doing and doing The words are all lost Sprinkled And fallen Brought nowhere Until … Continue reading The Voice in my Head – April 10, 2020
Cracked and crazy The vibe I ride Juicy and dripping Rung dry and Swimming In its own puddle Locked and loaded Ready to spit Bringing the fire A vengeance Not needed In the least Except for The feeling It spared For Just One Second
In those moments She peeks around the corner I take a step back And hold my breath Hoping the tears Might pass me by
There is this little piece Deep inside That sits and waits, Broken. My whole life Too busy pretending I’m okay To notice It was there The entire time. Sitting and waiting, Exploding. Into tears, Raging. Most days I feel it, I know it’s there, I can swerve out of the way, But it always finds … Continue reading I Sit and Wait – October 23, 2019
A selfless soul, Or is she? Bathed in arrogance Wanting all the glory Of the story. To be placed around her neck, A medal of gold, As unseen treasures unfold.
Lost in the roll of these hills Needling to find the words So, so far traveled. What will they amount to, If I cannot? Sitting down Facing you Is all I’ve ever wanted, To go away. The uncontrollable trembling Overtakes me While I fight To find these words, So precious A lullaby to my soul.
She is... both alive in me And gone to this world. ~~~ She is... My baggage I will never drop And always pick up Teetering on the verge of sanity. ~~~ She is... The wind That plays in the leaves That jostle the grasses To make the most beautiful Whoosh. ~~~ She is... The voice … Continue reading My Mom – September 10, 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.
My eyes too unsteady, As it hits. Focus, blurr I try again Closed then opened Rubbed raw Blinking World is shaky Untamed Unknown Spaced out Trying to snap out Ending at a compromise Tilt slightly to the left And I am somewhat free
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
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.
A pureness Untouched, and bare. My innocence Painted the room Naive. Expectations floating Above my head. Caught and filleted, Rugged, Atop a flat cutting board. That summer night, Staring up at the nighttime sky. I asked, why. With a muddle of thoughts passing me by.
Poor tangled soul, You want And you wish. Feels, that you dream Dancing in your mind Never to touch your hands. Bring down the love From the top shelf, Is harder than it seems. Words hopscotching Through your thoughts Fade to black at your lips. Never before, Never again, Never at all. Will you experience … Continue reading Feels – August 13, 2019
So far, I’ve mostly let you piece me together, or make up your own mind. Sometimes creating someone else’s story is so much more fun. So, if you’re satisfied with what you know, I’d stop reading this post now. But if curiosities killed the cat, then here we go... I am not good at owning … Continue reading Talking to you…Nice to finally meet you 8/3/19
Blankly, gazing out at you Void of everything I once knew. A pickle jar, Emptied. Tongue’s grit Rough and sore. ~~~ Don’t spoil Your sour mood, For me. Or anyone. But lick your lips, And twist tight, What you might. Until the seal stops, And your wounds have healed. ~~~ Words retracted, Or withheld. Kept … Continue reading Pickled Crow – July 26, 2019
Lingering in my lust, For what I can no longer touch. Breathing fire, To taste the Sweetness. Dessert before dinner Leaves nothing Forward, After it’s expired. To begin again, One foot heads In a direction While the other tarries In the hunger I’ve built up For you.
The sky’s exhale takes flight, I’m drawn Beneath its branches. The law of Attraction is simple. The inexplicable Beauty of The trees breathing in the breeze. A gift of life in motion So pure, unaltered to the naked eye. Praised by The attention Of those who see. Just as it’s supposed to be, I want … Continue reading My Reverie – June 13, 2019
Trauma isn't that moment, Trauma is strung out. A flavor that lingers, In the back of your throat Your whole life.