Like a lonely orchid,
Dancing in the snow
It’s purple petals,  
Denying to let go.

You always prevail, prevail, prevail
Your tenacity never seems to fail.

How come, the cold
Hasn’t torn you apart?
Why do you always
Deceive your heart?

You say there’s light
When it’s cold and dark
The memory of warmth,
Keeps you alive.

Dry tears go down her cheeks,
She wipes some, others still sneak
Down her skin and downriver.

If only I could give her
A reason her collar stays dry.
If only I could tell her why,
Life forces weakness goodbye.

Why else would she laugh,
When she wants to cry?
Why else would she rise,
When she wants to fall?

As she gasps to breathe—  
because crying steals the air.
She turns around and sees
That life just isn’t fair.

If only she knew,
dry tears are real,
She knows all,
yet not her own fear.

If only she knew,
we share the dream:
That every person,
should have a gleam.

She doesn’t know that,
she stands to help.
She doesn’t know that,
She laughs to cry,
Her tears are dry,
And still she tries.

Sometimes I feel like a hero.
And then I feel like crap.
Sometimes I feel like a zero.
And then I feel like I’m all that.

Sometimes I want to be with friends,
Be part of something.
Sometimes I want to be alone,
And go star gazing.

Sometimes we’re too much.
Sometimes we’re not enough.
But we’re always amazing…

Bad day
Bad week
Bad month
Bad year
Bad…life?

Suffocating silence

Lonely
I am alone

They are there-
But they don’t even know

The weight of the world on my shoulders

Is it just me?

It can’t just be me…

I've heard that drugs send you to early tombs
So I sit and get high on sharpie fumes
I burnt myself on purpose but hey
No ones going to see it anyway
The light has three modes and the sounds only one
I lay in my bed instead of having fun
Is this what you wanted?
(Now you got it)
For me to hide and forget
Be forgotten, body rotten, reliving regret.

Love one another
As you would love yourself
Be kind to everyone
And everyone you face
Go in peace
And let the love release!

A moon milky white,
tossed shimmers to the trees.

The branches danced modestly,
As the leaves then whispered to the breeze.

Clouds lined with silver look to be sketched out of ash,
As brashly strewn sequins dance on black glass! X

you wake each day with eyes like rain,
that torch the dry cinders in mine
like a chilled flame or
tender moonlit streams
in the quiet middle of the night

burn me through
flesh, then bone
as i stare at your promise, veiled in blue
pull the curtain shut
blink just once.
i will become ash at the mercy of you