in the days of being vicious
through the inane,
mundane chatter.
we wonder who will miss us
so very savagely
defying for it to matter.
we proclaim we're not afraid
as we sob
wretched in hurt.
we dance on display,
legs flailing,
face down in the dirt.
...but when the tears get boring
just finally
so sick of yourself.
that's when you may **** down.
eyes so blankly
letting your lips hold the ground.
Oct 31, 2014
Oct 31, 2014 at 5:10 PM UTC
what the ****
how did this work out
you're like a survivor
outside of a terrible fire
so you walk
there is no name as you look back
you had nothing to say
better stick with that
you're the hero
in the plot unsung
I'd like to tell everyone
but I too
am a plot undone
Oct 19, 2014
Oct 19, 2014 at 2:51 PM UTC
a man wants to help me
i fell down
i just fell down
yet he stopped his car
to see if I'm okay
the blood is just a scrape
my jeans have a rip
this is all my doing
i fell
i only fell
I survived
the blood is a miracle
I am alive
Oct 18, 2014
Oct 18, 2014 at 12:23 PM UTC
you wake up
i think this is a time zone
you scatter the dirt
off your body
for a moment
when your pretty face isn't built to a snore
another moment
you're just dreaming for
waking up
consciousness hand in hand
I'm sorry
did I have something to say?
I got distracted.
I have some kind of plan
at least I'd have you believe that way
Oct 17, 2014
Oct 17, 2014 at 6:28 PM UTC
the dreams are the worst
the panic the waking poker face can't hide
everything so casual, so careful
the smiling politeness of the storm inside
and sleep
here is not why
all the forks in the road
only you thought you were clever
always choosing the reckless side
and sleep
you get away with all your crimes
so now what's the plan?
do you have anything left to do?
endless questions the next step
sleep will take you
what will you say?
if you ever have to explain yourself truthfully
eyes ahead
the traffic roar, the night
it's dark but no sleep now
on the edge of the overpass
in the crisp autumn air
your one way ticket to midnight
is just a single step down there
Oct 16, 2014
Oct 16, 2014 at 9:51 AM UTC
an unneeded message to an ex-lover
an old argument with an old friend
an accusation to a family member
sitting alone again
Aug 29, 2014
Aug 29, 2014 at 1:44 PM UTC
a win
a goal
a touchdown
a home run
a knock out punch
a celebrity lunch
talks of the current
threats of the future
a near miss by our all-star
yet, we stand alone
broken
with so few things to cling upon
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 2:58 PM UTC
one would like to say it is was sad
though as you walk around
there is no words that come out
just another place
not sad really
just one more place
people still smile
even though you're broken
beaten down
nice of them
the notes of broken authors flash before you
there is nothing to say
to the cute one
a table away
the eyes drag your own sadness
into clear relief
you look away
welcome to nowhere
don't worry
there is no concept here of late
Aug 28, 2014
Aug 28, 2014 at 1:20 PM UTC
the spider in your bed
a bruise on your arm
you are nothing
you are not harmed
there is empty air
a breeze you feel
but you know
you don't live there
I've seen my face on your mirror
I don't know anything you don't
but yet I stand aware
it's harsh time for bugs everywhere
Aug 25, 2014
Aug 25, 2014 at 10:03 AM UTC
so i think I can tell
heaven from hell
aloft in a bright cool breeze
you never meant that much to me
a testament to how it can be
finally free to enjoy the blue skies
fired from my lead role in a cage
Aug 22, 2014
Aug 22, 2014 at 2:33 PM UTC