My heart is ready to be opened
like a newborn crying out
to be held for the first time
not knowing what comes next
when you let someone in
the question is ...
will it be all for you?
Jan 22, 2021
Jan 22, 2021 at 12:53 PM UTC
You stand close. Closer than your mind tells you the stand.
But here you are.
Once settled, I see the panic sweep in like a black cloud moving in. You flee the scene like you were never there.
There you go.
I see your figure coming towards me. Fast pace, head hanging low.
Here you are.
Standing in front of me, speaking words of sadness and regret until you get it all off your chest.
Then, there you go.
Despite all the harsh words spoken,
Here you are.
Back before I have time to wipe my tears away from my eyes. Why?
Is it me you miss, or the void being filled?
Before my question is answered,
There you go.
Stuck. Between a rock and a very hard place. Uncomfortable losses.
I try to free myself from the hold you have on me.
I wriggle and squirm and try to break free.
Finally, I am out. I smell the salty sea air like it's my first time breathing it in. I don't fear you leaving me, for I have already left.
I walk the park, with a stride in my step. Pride carries me along.
There I go.
May 30, 2020
May 30, 2020 at 6:31 AM UTC
And in this moment you consume me
But I'll breathe you out
So you have no choice but to loosen your hands
around my neck
Apr 17, 2020
Apr 17, 2020 at 8:06 AM UTC
Happiness is a suit of armour that protects a solider from the gunshots and blood.
It is the sound of the enemy falling over the dead grass and laying still, eyes wide open. Gripping your own dog tag just make sure you’ll still alive.
Happiness is when the letters arrive right before a surprise attack. Holding onto the crumpled up paper, stuffed in a random pocket, hoping you will be able to write back.
It is finding a hole underneath a tree, big enough for you and your friend. And deep enough that you are buried in the earth like a worm squirming around.
Happiness is watching the sun fall every night, hands held, eyes closed and being able to say you survived another day.
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 6:59 PM UTC
A crack in the wall, breaking apart
Cover with tape, I thought this was smart
But edges start to curl, the middle is next
It lands on the floor, I am perplexed
A crack in the wall, breaking apart
I hope some glue will give me a fresh start
Once dried, the problem can be seen
Nothing was covered, the floor is unclean
A crack in the wall, breaking apart
A bit of mud from the garden cart
Minutes later it crumbles to the ground
Back to the start, new planning to be found
A crack in the wall, breaking apart
Finely chosen paint from the colour chart,
Here's to hoping for a fine piece of art
Instead it looks like a bleeding heart
A crack in the wall, breaking apart
There is only one way to fix it all
A picture is nailed right over the flaw
Nothing can fix that crack in the wall
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 6:48 PM UTC
I jump over the gap between the subway and yellow line
like I step over the cracks on sidewalks that hold the past
in a crumpled up black and white paper
as suits with faces rush by with cell phones in hands
and plugs in their ears
attempting to avoid the pity eye contact
with the needy man laying on his grey death bed
next to a baseball hat filled with worthless change
barely enough for a coffee full of regret
to share with the older students entering the doors of possibilities
allowing them to put one foot in front of each other
heads held high
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 6:23 PM UTC
he rocks back and fourth in his chair
watching the smiles on his younger generation run
pass the plates and knives on the dining room table
waiting to be sawed through the
bird that once had a heartbeat
like his own that continues to pump
blood through his veins unaware of the ache his heart feels
with every beat he breathes praying he could only feel her again nothing can compare as the scent of fresh pie waits in the air
wondering if this is the last gift from God he will receive
as the wrapping paper covers the floor
leaving the tree empty underneath
the way his smile feels after a long year
he can only take so much without his bride by his side
Jul 12, 2019
Jul 12, 2019 at 6:22 PM UTC
I search for you in the highest of mountains.
I search for you the heart of the city.
I climb to see if you are near.
I walk to see if you are here.
No home in sight, I cannot see.
Nothing to guide me on my way.
But the city lights ignite the night,
And the wildlife growl as they bite.
My feet have been walking, my eyes have been seeing.
I am tired and weak and soon to release.
I wander and wonder if ever I will find,
the place at which I will rest my mind.
But I strive and chase that everlasting light,
Never giving in to this inside fight.
And even when I am on my own,
I carry on, the long way home.
Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 7:27 AM UTC
My body craves you but I don't even know you or
The softness of your lips or the firmness of your grip;
But I feel your hands around me while your tongue tastes my body
Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 7:17 AM UTC
I had a feeling I was on your mind as if we were still woke up with the sun by each other's side
I had a feeling that every night I didn't hear from you was a night you wanted to send a goodnight
I had a feeling you couldn't distance yourself from me despite your greatest attempt
I had a feeling your feelings for me didn't change
I had a feeling that mine for you would
Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 7:07 AM UTC