I fall from grace
upon jagged lands
and demand to be
the center of attention
Yet an overwhelming need for self evaluation
causes me to close my eyes,
shut doors I've just opened,
and breathe in the stale air of loneliness
I really am better in your dreams
Jul 28, 2018
Jul 28, 2018 at 3:55 PM UTC
Flickering on and off like a kerosene lit lamp,
I waver in the dark,
awaiting the verdict I've already given myself.
Sinner. Saint.
The pendulum swings back and forth,
toying with my frayed emotions,
Ripping away the little remaining sanity I have.
No matter the outcome,
I am destined to run from both sides of the coin
As I have found my solace nowhere and, yet, everywhere
Jul 16, 2018
Jul 16, 2018 at 9:52 PM UTC
Fragmented,
I stand split between here and there
watching the world as it spins around me.
I once made decisions solely based on you:
On your needs
and wants
and dreams.
Now I no longer move in any direction.
Not because my voice can't echo off tall ceilings,
But because I truly don't care if you can hear me anymore.
Sometimes the stagnant quiet is louder than anything I ever could have said
Jul 12, 2018
Jul 12, 2018 at 12:23 AM UTC
I stopped recognizing my own face in mirrors
and started seeing the burn of fire
that comes with being hurt one too many times
Maybe I like the fire too much
Maybe I like the heat
But I truly don't like you anymore
Jul 10, 2018
Jul 10, 2018 at 8:07 PM UTC
There's a chaos to her beauty
that falls like fire from the sky
and burns her unassuming victims.
It turns the unaware
into lovers of mayhem.
She is irresistible.
Jul 9, 2018
Jul 9, 2018 at 11:12 PM UTC
My heart flies toward the earth
Not the sky
I need a tangible surface to cling to
I run through the fields
I sit in the dirt
I call this place home
Yet I am surrounded by strangers
Jul 3, 2018
Jul 3, 2018 at 9:24 PM UTC
A cloying heat chokes me where I stand
and I am reminded of those carefree summer nights that were filled with honeysuckle breezes and lightening bug paths.
My mind rages with the past and the present,
Forced to meld the two into my reality.
The sun seems harsher now
that I've lost my rose tinted glasses.
Jul 3, 2018
Jul 3, 2018 at 8:21 AM UTC
Addicted,
I burn from within.
There is a ferocious need to be
touched and loved.
It is as if nails have been raked across my soul
making it sing and scream
in words only you can hear.
Yet there is no salvation to be seen.
You only hear me when it is convenient for you
and the heaviness of being a burden is becoming too much for me to carry
Jun 24, 2018
Jun 24, 2018 at 8:42 PM UTC
I am an afterthought
A second hand emotion
A distant memory that is just out of reach and leaves you vacant
I am the second lover who can never live up to the the first
A lukewarm cup of coffee that you'll drink but never enjoy
I am chipped in the major places of my heart
But you keep coming back to see if you can fix me
Yet neither of us enjoy my anguish
Jun 9, 2018
Jun 9, 2018 at 2:59 PM UTC
in my quiet retreat
I hear your distant steps,
a steady heartbeat that seeks
mine out in the dark.
you can find me
where the fields kiss the sky
and trees are evergreen,
I won't go anywhere
May 2, 2018
May 2, 2018 at 11:26 PM UTC