Parker

Parker Aug 2018

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Parker Jun 2018

The monsters that were in my closet as a child now wear masks and tell me they love me
That tree was cut down and our carved initials in the heart was shredded into a million pieces then buried in the ground with you.
The package never said how long the bulb would last though it did say fragile
Fragile like the wings on a butterfly
Fragile like my heart
When all words start to sound the same and that switch in the kitchen was left unknown, i laugh at rain and cry when it’s sunny

Parker Jun 2018

Expectations are resentments waiting to happen

I stopped telling you your name and hid from the clock
Tick tock
The minute hand is never surprised
But I am
And truthfully, theres no hiding from it
I can see 3 different ones as i write this
As this writes me
I’m shooken
That’s all
Balancing on what’s left of my shrinking hope
Holding my breath as she tightens the rope
That once so lonely wind now holds me close
As I walk past our house a soulless ghost

Parker Jun 2018

Blindly

The last train left 3 years ago
Yet I’m just saying goodbye
On empty tanks and torn down signs
A dead star guides the way

Parker Jun 2018

The Way the Wind Said Goodbye

It gets colder the further you walk
You shell of possibility
My tears on your lashes
And every time I needed a hand

Parker Jun 2018

Where’d You Go?

Your words have no meaning and I am
drowning in disbelief
Your eyes have lost there color
Everything’s tainted in bleach
Your love has no depths
Continue digging in the ground
I still haven’t slept
Kept awake by your sounds
Drunk off your lies oh how this storm caught me by surprise
It the turn off the tides as I watch my soul die
Now chasing a high because you’ve held me so low
Cold as ice
Cold as snow

Parker Jun 2018

Unholy matrimony

I put my cigarette out over my heart right next to where I have your named tattooed on me forever.
A morbid ritualistic reminder of the night where your lies finally caught up, and it’s either up or down again
An even playing field covered in broken glass and selfish mindless actions
Though as my mind races, nothing is even and the thought of glass cuts seems inviting compared to catching you in another lie for this last one crippled me for months as you watched high on the side lines.