I dreamt you no longer wanted me That you had cast me to the side I dreamt your heart had turned away And left me out to dry. You fled without a word Not so much as a trace You would not bother to hear it Nor look upon my face. There was no explanation … Continue reading How fragile we are
Love
You might have saved me
Biting cold saps the fight from my limbs, currents toss me and I tumble, sucking, drumming, gasping, thrumming. In brief I am anchored, the tumult rushes around me. “Are you okay?” Those words lost to years. I knew better than to reach back or close my aching fingers, you might fall in. So I push … Continue reading You might have saved me
Again, Again (a poem)
Tread from one room to the next, The cold seeps up through bare feet, Wrap myself in a blanket of numb, And crave the promises of lost sleep. ~ While misfortunes fall in piles, Mangled for conveniences, I pace under portals and over tiles, Mill my back teeth to pieces. ~ All this time I … Continue reading Again, Again (a poem)
Haunted (a poem)
I am haunted by my dreams of love, like nightmares that come as I sleep. A phantom dripping in red, it tortures me with visions of futures, memories of grief, signs of isolation. A spectre sharp as knives, it taunts me with words that ring true, words that bring to, words that ring through, and … Continue reading Haunted (a poem)
You leaving is what scares me (a poem)
I love you, You and your twisted briar heart, Your cold heart, Your stone heart, Betrayed and hardened by the years, Ugly and encrusted in ice. I love you, You and your shortcomings, Your flaws, Your failures, Molded and fouled by the world, That left you all but weary of it. I love you, You … Continue reading You leaving is what scares me (a poem)
I did this to myself (a poem, 2017)
I did this to myself (a poem) Hesitation wrapped its bony fingers around my throat, barring the offense crawling its way to my tongue. Doubt wove a web over my spite, and for a moment, those words made me believe them. After all… I desperately wanted to believe them. The part of me that wanted … Continue reading I did this to myself (a poem, 2017)
Unrequited (a poem)
Unrequited (a poem) My heart is always aching, Yearning for you. Why do you keep me in jealousy? Why do you hurt me? When I crave you, More than anything. Cherish you, More than anything. Your happiness means everything. I would stand aside, I would rather you smile. Don’t look at me with those eyes. … Continue reading Unrequited (a poem)
