My husband and I stood in line
To meet his hero.
After shaking hands,
We realized
They had on matching shoes.
I said “you’re sole mates”
No one laughed.
Jun 23, 2021
Jun 23, 2021 at 7:35 PM UTC
Why is it I can forgive you
For mistreating me.
But not myself
For staying.
Jun 23, 2021
Jun 23, 2021 at 7:17 PM UTC
I don’t speak.
It’s easier that way.
Not because I’m not brave,
Or have nothing to say.
But because my tongue was cut out
By you know who,
The day he locked the door
To my bedroom.
Jun 22, 2021
Jun 22, 2021 at 11:41 PM UTC
This isn’t the first time
she has been here,
washing away the day,
as if scrubbing the
top layer of skin off
would make all the
wrongs go away
Feb 13, 2016
Feb 13, 2016 at 1:02 AM UTC
I want to go away.
Lay me in the Earth
And let my body decay.
My mother isn't a cryer,
She would rather fold my body up
To lose it to fire.
Would they sprinkle my ashes somewhere-
Or place me in a jar,
Leaving me on a shelf without a care?
I would rather be put in a box-
Placed underground
To be covered in a mold frost.
Mar 3, 2015
Mar 3, 2015 at 5:21 PM UTC
I use to be good at this thing called talking.
I would open my mouth and
It just happened.
Now when I part my lips
All that comes out is a cold, dead, cough.
Where did all the words go?
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 11:40 PM UTC
I've never felt so safe letting someone in my head.
You had a way about you that took away all the dread.
You spoke with such clarity,
Looked at me with such sincerity-
And put my heart in your own chest
Leaving me with a bare breast.
Does my heart weight you down-
Or make you smile instead of frown?
Do you feel it in there?
Having it's quite rare.
I knew you wouldn't stay-
Yet I gave it to you anyway.
Call that vain,
Yet I'd rather feel all the pain
Than never to have said anything
To you who makes my soul sing.
Mar 2, 2015
Mar 2, 2015 at 10:45 PM UTC
Imagine this if you will-
Us perched in a forest somewhere,
Throwing pebbles downhill,
A certain energy in the air.
Our feet were dangling,
Our hearts entwined.
My words-strangling.
Your eyes-blind.
Sitting in a still isolation,
We heard Natures applauds.
The world truly was our creation.
That was the moment we were Gods.
Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 2:27 AM UTC
I feel better out of love.
Clingy as I am,
It's something I never made use of.
Love drags us down,
Paranoids us,
Like a loner in a ghost town.
Yes, it makes my legs shake,
As if I were standing on low
Ground during an Earthquake.
Perfection at my finger tips,
They always leave,
And I just bite my lips.
"It is better to have loved and lost,
Than never to have loved at all,"
They say, eyes glossed.
That would be true if you were gone,
But my mind,
lost in its own way, can't move on.
To be in love
With a figment
Is something I cant get rid of.
This is why I feel better out of love,
Clingy as I am,
It's something I never made use of.
Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 2:16 AM UTC
Do you ever wonder what could be
If cold stones in the street
Brought you home to me?
Do you ever wonder why
Eyes burned down to be blind?
It's what brought me to lie.
Do you ever wonder how
We smiled and laughed?
My dear, it was just a show.
Do you ever wonder who?
Cursed with untitled emotion,
It was always you.
Do you ever wonder when?
When was the point
Where I'd not know where you'd been?
Do you ever wonder where I am?
Spaced between continents,
The love sale was a sham.
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 9:40 AM UTC