My breath is powdered with regret;
coated in the sugar I never said.
Though it was never spoken,
you could sense.
Imagine what vocal upset!
Imagine what we could have been!
Now we separate,
our passion empty and dead.
My tongue still tempting
that unworded perfect.
Feb 21, 2011
Feb 21, 2011 at 4:59 AM UTC
Time ties the free;
constricted in the hours, seconds
Stuck in limitations;
our vulnerability to the clock's dictating!
Oh, timely impossibilities!
Feb 3, 2011
Feb 3, 2011 at 4:01 PM UTC
Forever frozen;
never chosen.
Stuck in his reject;
a steady disintegration of a woman's content.
Did he mean to break,
our smiles for destruction's sake?
Feb 3, 2011
Feb 3, 2011 at 3:54 PM UTC
God ties a ribbon;
upon my mother's womb.
As she waits for a tiny gift, (her only wish)
to arrive soon.
My presence comes,
but her patience goes.
The gift,
blessedly unraveling as time flows.
Always unwrapping,
beauty is slow.
My sweet mama,
what beauty could she know?
Feb 3, 2011
Feb 3, 2011 at 3:45 PM UTC
everything that I say,
is like a grenade,
created in my defensive state.
we're at war.
and you have reason to be afraid
Your world is about to blow.
Feb 1, 2011
Feb 1, 2011 at 10:46 AM UTC
Freedom;
Independence;
Stem from choice-
but I don’t want to choose.
I just wanna walk around your earth,
being a slave to you.
God, I choose to live life as your daughter,
not as my own person.
A wife, a mother,
have chosen noble paths,
but a daughter follows the trail farther.
I’d rather be bound by chains of gratitude,
that limit me,
than leave others, bound in chains of metal,
to suffer.
Jan 23, 2011
Jan 23, 2011 at 3:53 PM UTC
You’re part of me;
and I’m part of you.
But you dream about her lips staining
your cheek -
as I dream about you.
What type of girl wouldn’t want to fall into your arms?
Who wouldn’t want to feel safe from harm?
I cross the world sometimes,
but I always see you on the other side.
Jan 21, 2011
Jan 21, 2011 at 10:58 AM UTC
This love;
the innocent coo of a sweet dove.
This moment;
the arrow of a cupid battlefield.
You;
my warrior,
and I;
your forever.
Jan 21, 2011
Jan 21, 2011 at 9:49 AM UTC
Dear God;
Can you see the flaw in me?
Harnessed in my immortality?
This velvet heart and its scarred reality;
the evidence of my morality.
This damaged skin,
caves my soul within.
Oh, God!
Please save me from my living sin!
Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 4:24 PM UTC
Yellow colored words, innocent white smile, disguise the black and red behind.
How dare I do this to me?
I breathe heavily,
weighing the importance of everyday I spend living.
How dare I feel this way?
How dare I live as though I am drunk on sin?
I am everything I never wanted to be.
My white intent is blood drenched,
I slit myself on my purpose.
Now I ask for help,
the only way I know.
I look inside myself,
and reach for my hope.
Now there’s
…nothing.
Jan 17, 2011
Jan 17, 2011 at 9:21 AM UTC