I wonder if I've outgrown you --
That Ive shed my skin I didn't know I was wearing
But you are heavy
And I am struggling
I wonder if I am wrong for it
I wonder if comfortable is really correct
But my eyes sting and my heart aches
Every time I hear you speak
In my mind I see me crawling away
But why do I crawl back?
Apr 3, 2015
Apr 3, 2015 at 3:26 AM UTC
Dark clouds, scatter;
scatter and flee.
Brighter days, lighter days,
come quickly to me.
Hurry days, weeks, months and years
and sweetly, swiftly hurry til I am near
days of deliverance, days of no fears,
only my Beloved, my only dear.
Jun 3, 2014
Jun 3, 2014 at 9:17 PM UTC
I may as well make you slither
On the underside of your belly
For the rest of your ****** days
Seeing how you have deceived me
And then covered a wound with dust.
Mar 2, 2014
Mar 2, 2014 at 12:26 AM UTC
My life has been molded
by the world of 15 minute increment agendas
and 150 character updates by the second.
My body has been pacified
by the world of liquid sugar satiation
and instant edible gratification.
My mind has been conditioned
by the world that favors extroverted personalities
and introverted abdomens and collarbones.
I live, move and breathe
in the world that is scared of freethinkers
and will not succeed in boxing me in.
In my world, I define my own worth.
Dec 22, 2013
Dec 22, 2013 at 4:43 PM UTC
My child
My child who sits by herself
With tears welling and a tidal wave of emotion
Too overwhelming for your tiny frame
Your precious mind
Your beautiful heart
Do you know that you are beautiful?
My child who watches the children play and laugh
My child who thinks and feels
With the world passing, acting, doing, ignoring
Do you know that you are worth the world?
Has anyone told you your hair falls in soft waves of gold
And your eyes are light and radiant?
Do you know that you are capable of even the things that scare you most?
Would you believe that you are every kind of lovely?
Nov 16, 2013
Nov 16, 2013 at 6:10 PM UTC
I dreamt that a
covert visitor
was at my
door...
I awoke in a sweat
at the thought
of something
more...
Oct 29, 2013
Oct 29, 2013 at 8:28 PM UTC
You like me for the me that doesn’t make your coffee strong enough
the me that always seems to make you late
the me that almost burns a batch of cookies
the me that can't park straight to save my life
the me that absolutely hates being tickled
the me that takes some comments a little too sensitively
the me that keeps you up too late and makes you lose sleep
the me that never fully succeeds at using chopsticks
the me that takes a lifetime to decide what to eat
the me that insists you must trim your mustache
the me that needs your shoulder to cry on
the me that worries this “me” is too needy
And somehow you can put your hands right on my deepest insecurities
Exposing my vulnerabilities while covering me gently with love
Because I know I’m safe in your arms and you make me want to believe the sweet words you say.
Oct 22, 2013
Oct 22, 2013 at 1:29 AM UTC
Together,
facing the same
appearances:
this strong complexion of the
beholder.
The human life
on one side of
hope,
reflecting
the secret
frame of mind.
You
mean so much
more, my dear,
look
how your
eyes
look at him.
The
Light
of
a candle,
elegant
and charming,
in fact,
it's the next thing
quite as satisfactory to me.
Sep 17, 2013
Sep 17, 2013 at 4:44 PM UTC
Someone once told me
there's an exception to every rule
In my clear cut world
Its hard to believe a paradox like you:
Like a snowfall in July
And the moonshine at noon
But All I know is when
I look into your eyes
I want it to be true.
Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 1:50 AM UTC
I've been a sojourner in all the wrong places for all the wrong reasons
But I have no intention to stop because through every season
All the clear pathways were barred and locked
So I just stumble along out of rhythm with the tick of the clock.
Jul 31, 2013
Jul 31, 2013 at 1:48 AM UTC