"I'm fine"
I used to think he loved the birds and dreamed awake of the stories from before.
I have heard that sharks might die Of suffocation when they still.
Monday morning.
I think I trust too many and know I judge too few. I empathize with the martyr almost as much as I do the one who cracks the whip. I know those with hate and cruelty flushed across their faces had a stern hand beat ideology into them from birth. The rage and fear screamed … Continue reading Chains and Stones (a poem about self-oppression)
'Mostly' I want the hole they left In my heart filled. I'm tired of looking back, Feeling the regret and sadness That I didn't understand them better. I want back the person I used to care about. But I know That person is dead. And the person Who is there now Is someone I am … Continue reading Mostly (a poem)
Do I have enough to eat alright? I think back to my last paycheck, and how long it has been. I know I can make rent, student loans, and still afford my dealer. This much, it will not kill me. I think back to all the times there was no pay out, about how angry … Continue reading I can afford it (a poem about addiction)
Gray Swirling fog Twists of smoke Clouds of spreading ink Encircling me Effortless black Stretches in flowing rings Transient shadow pulses And weightless friction Blend with the infinite Ashen fiction Open wounds throbbing Along the sides Of my naked limbs And weathered face Crimson drifts around Warm as an embrace Inescapable as fate Further to … Continue reading Gray (a poem)
Everyone is deserving of love. Everyone but me. Now, don’t get me wrong, I’m not pointing fingers. Really. I don’t want to say it is Anyone else’s fault, And society isn’t to blame. It’s not like I think “All women are this or that!” I mean, everyone has their Own circumstances and types. I’m surely … Continue reading Deserving (a poem about love)
1:1 “Why are you alone?” “They taught me I needed no one else.”
