Not yet
There’s time Perhaps The glass stays in the cupboard The candle on the shelf Can’t throw them out Can’t stare at them The garbage awaits But not quite yet Soon Soon, though
I remember feeling the pain
Ask a woman who has given birth about that childbirth pain. More often than not she will note it had been excruciating. However, more often than not, she will also not be able to tell you based on memory what it really felt like. The memory of how […]
Crying underneath the mask
We are certainly cursed to be living in interesting times. Don’t know whether to laugh or laugh some more. I don’t want to say cry. Yet, as I was walking the city streets all masked up I started thinking about people crying. Crying a lot. Despondent. In pain. […]
Bleeding pieces of me
Sharp shards of me Streaming down the coast Screaming for attention Sending frozen shivers across the back Subtlety in the background Silence needing to be extinguished Some dark days ahead, but Surely some light must emerge Shards of me shimmering in the moonlight
I’ll make the most of all the sadness
I’ve been in the corner Praying you won’t sink me under Cause you lose something you can’t replace Sinking weighted down by your cold stones Tried my best but didn’t succeed I should have known by now Stuck in reverse Hurt myself to see if I still cared […]
Unburdened and at peace
Relief Empty mind Word vomit Talk, talk, talk Find a spot of focus Tear at the seams No sewing kit No repairs Just outpour and flow The whiskey canteen overflows Emotions raw to the touch No easy path forward There never is Not should it be Earn that […]
She was going to thrive
Nope. Not going to happen. No way. No how. No ifs or buts. No tantrums. No lies. No giving in. No budging. No crocodile tears. No time. No. Nope. No. She would keep repeating herself until she finally listened to herself. No more. She was no punching bag. […]
Three of me
Three lives Three of me The good, the bad, the ugly The past, the present, the future All in one Subdivided Numb, happy, weary Off to see the false emperor Three states of mind Three bites at the apple
Never understand my weird mind
Oh, I think I’m losing my mind now Write on my neck Emotions are naked You fight so dirty Looking at me like you don’t know who I am The heartbreak changed me Walk away I’m falling There is no escape Never understand my weird mind
She was going to burn
Fire. Hot. Blazing. Her mind was racing and in overdrive about to burst into open flames. She couldn’t focus. She tried to distract herself but nothing readily worked. She took to pulling at her scabs. She took to biting her nails and arms. She walked and talked quickly. […]
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