I got my first medicine and read the bottle
are you ready to feel again?
the warmth radiating from your belly
or the tremors in your toes
are you ready to enter a world that you were exiled from
able to understand what they spoke of months ago that you couldn't quite wrap your feelings around
prepared to open your eyes to a painting
able to feel the sounds of their laughter
smell the embrace of their hugs
hear the smell of fresh rain
are you ready to be
be
happy
Mar 31, 2016
Mar 31, 2016 at 11:37 PM UTC
just an etch a sketch
allowing you to move it how you want
draw your picture
make sure that what you want to see is there
make every curve
every point
every line in your way
don’t forget a thing
leave In a hurry
shake it up in the attempt to erase every piece of you
but you’ll miss a few lines
It’s just an etch a sketch
unable to erase you on its own
Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 10:00 PM UTC
send me off to sea on the oceans between our hands
though I’m scared of water I’ll find peace in our waves
when the waters get rough I will be uneasy
I will find that seasickness I know that rests inside me
I will hold onto the thought of smooth sailing
of our blue oceans
our clear skies
Feb 17, 2016
Feb 17, 2016 at 8:47 PM UTC
as we grow old
our bodies will ache
sunlight will scar our skin
out rusted bones will yearn to be oiled
cracked hearts preparing for another coat of pavement
ready for the next car to come along
or derailed train
whichever decides it wants to travel there most
our minds will mature and we will search for another place to fit in
to feel like our words have meaning
like our feelings could make another feel
our passions will be torches we want to pass along
allowing the next person run with the things we care about most
entrusting them to not let all of your essence extinguish
Jan 26, 2016
Jan 26, 2016 at 8:45 PM UTC
I don’t know if you know
I carry you
in an involuntary sigh
in a constant exodus of yearning
and in the frantic deepness of all
nostalgic thought, shaking time and distance
to place me near you
in the closeness of your warmth
remembered
I carry you in sorrow
precipitated
in the absence of your voice
and in the memory of your rib cage molded
in the shape of ardent weakness
my embrace
I carry you, the braille at the tip of my fingers
life drawn in lines on my left palm
and in the carcass of calm interrupted
by the pounding of a heart’s ill-time
I don't know if you know, but
I carry you in the crown of memories consoled
and in the spine of excess
where I fall, between involuntary sighs
defeated
in your skin remembered
from the confines
of the heart
Jan 22, 2016
Jan 22, 2016 at 2:33 PM UTC
She told me I'm the moon and I shine during the night to bring brilliance to all that lurks in the shadows
Yet she never introduced herself as the sun and never mentioned my shine was dependent on her
She deserted me and my radiance dimmed and gradually my beauty withered like flowers approaching winters grasp
From insides hollowed out, creaking at the seams pouring my emotions to this paper ground as a piñata loses its sweet delicacies
my beautiful exterior lay shattered and abandoned no more than a gift box rushed opened by a eager boy on Christmas morning
her body was an ocean and greedily she took me made me a shell on her beach so now if you listen close to me you'll hear her resonating within
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 8:02 PM UTC
I've always been scared of water
ever since I heard of a face unknown sinking to the depths of a pool
making a spectacle of my families innocence into a curse I now bare
she is a lost sea diver
just more sunken treasure
I already have seas of emotions filling me slowly
my lungs feel like life rafts with holes
I'm not in the shallow end anymore
I've witnessed drowning on thoughts
I witnessed the closest thing to me drown on himself
his being swallowed whole by a whirlpool of unknown
I am afraid to drown
we call the ocean a beautiful sight but we stay quiet about the belly that's engulfed many
the sea is a mistress
seductively drawing us inflicting no good
I will not learn to swim
I will stay on shore and never travel the unknown
Jan 3, 2016
Jan 3, 2016 at 7:47 PM UTC