Your secrets were always safe with me//Wasn't my fault people were smarter than you stupidly thought they'd be//Would it have been better, more clever, if they believed you were a werewolf?//However, you did have the claws that shot out and grabbed me//I'd never lay a hand on you how you would land on me//I could see it when you wore your fangs and raised your fist up to harm me//Werewolf//Instead you got in my face and twist my wrists//So close we could of kissed should of kissed but you were ****** that I wanted to coexist..
Your growling was a turn on but you were ******* me while scowling//Because how dare I please tease and ******* hourly then beg you for one pounding//Yeah, ******* is the best and you were ******* with the best but your kind of ******* was so ******* messed//And you made me feel like a used **** test.//Red wild eyes going to sleep and waking up//Had to have the green since you were just a little wolf pup//They ask you if you want another bowl-full you turn and bark YupYup.
And just so we can recap//You weren't always a monster//You were a gentleman when I first met you//For two months then I saw the real monster in you//You had me in your trap and then I saw that you were turning//You began to snap and then you were cracking and squirming//I found it disturbing//But I held on for months hoping that around you'd be turning.
But you only came back around when you were howling homeless like a stray//You cheated on me with her//Tried to kick me out to keep her//They ALL said that you'd been with HER//But your hustle couldn't make a ***** stay//She learned you always blew your pay//On the drugs and on the Obey//Discovered your secret then didn't give you the time of day//So she scampered off back to her ex//Lone wolf//But I took you back in//You saw I was less than thin//Like Hell you cared, you were wearing monster skin//You're a cold-hearted werewolf//With a sharp ****** grin.
I can name the one time when you came to my rescue//You were ******* with them other sheep and I was under their fescue//I don't know why you bothered to yank me up from the muck when at the end you took my head and smacked it down til it stuck//Got back up and had those sheep cooked for supper//Now they're on my side, in my insides//Now they're gone, I'm gone, and no one's left to hear you mutter//Your secrets were always safe with me//But now you are just a lone wolf.

RKT

She rested a hand on my shoulder and smiled,
"Nice guys finish last."
My ****** expression remained the same while taking in
what left her tongue as her smile and hand soon left me.
She's going back to the other guy.
The 'bad boy'.
The kind of guy who won't consider her first,
the kind of guy who won't share how he's feeling first,
the kind of guy who lied to her, saying she was his first.
My shoulder, still warm from her hand, shrugs.
It, and the rest of me, know. I'm the guy who touches her the deepest,
I'm the guy who will do anything to see her warm, comforting smile,
I'm the guy who will wait for the bad boy to break her heart.
I'm the 'nice guy'.
She may come to me lastly, but in her heart,
I will finish first.

You have grown up but Baby, you ain’t no man.

I want a man. I’ll be fine on my own if you don’t wanna be mine.
I can manage the bills, fix the car, and cut the lawn.

I want a man. Who wants to be mine and hold me when I’m not fine.
He can help make the bed, fix up dinner, and cut the crap.

I want a man. Who’s honest and not afraid to speak his mind if
my hair looks like a dead animal and my dress, a garbage bag.

I want a man. Who gets as excited about what I’m doing as I get
with what he’s doing. Even if it may just be over a silly poem.

I want a man. Who doesn’t need me. But wants me.
He isn’t a mess and can take care of himself without me, yet allows me to care.

I want a man. Who I can punch in the arm, and he tackles me to the floor.
Someone to make me laugh, to make sure I’m never serious all the time.

I want a man. Who respects what I see is beautiful, as I see in him.
He must understand we can love one another, as well as other beauties.

I want a man. who’s my best friend. So when we have disagreements,
we’ll find ways to satisfy all intentions. And to treat me like ‘one of the boys’.

I want a man. Who will lay with me, all warm in our bed, arm in arm,
and listen to the rain outside. Because I love these silent moments.

I want a man. To read this and realize this man is him. I feel I need that man.
To be you.

Sat beside you
in the dead silence,
she exhales a long sigh.
It reaches far, to your bare leg, too.
It raises goosebumps,
and a question in your mind.

"You're a little too high,
or a little too low."
They've completely covered your thigh.
She seems so low with such a sad sigh.
Your goosebumps are high from her blow.

You slowly glance her way,
you don't know what to say
because according to her Doctors note,
today's not been her day.

She catches your eyes
and your's meet hers.
Your goosebumps double in size.

Imagining her losing to the sickness within,
goosebumps now engulf your suit of skin

in the dead silence.

Seven on my neck, six on my chest, five on my hands, one on a thigh, and one on each knee.

Scar one; Our voices were cut mid-sentence when you swerved onto our side of the road.
Scar two; For the first time, Time was in slow-motion. You made it possible to count the silent seconds.
Scar three; Seven seconds in, my mum cried a religious code, "Oh my God!"
Scar four; You made me believe that's the last thing I'd hear before I'd leave.
Scar five; ... Will we survive?
Scar six; My heart kicks in gear, blood flows to areas that suspect a mother's worst fear.
Scar seven; We're far from Heaven.

Scar eight; August 29, 2007. You made me remember this date.
Scar nine; The words I manage from my ****** throat that night, "Is everyone alright?"
Scar ten; You showed me magic tricks were real. The bowl in my hands vanished with the help of the air bag, sending pieces to the back for another life to steal.
Scar eleven; Can you possibly imagine feeling, but not seeing your cold, stinging, cut throat singing? Singing red, just pouring your heart into it?
Scar twelve; You set two fires to feed. One in my heart and one on my knees.
Scar thirteen; My brother hadn't seen anything but smoke when he woke from his dreams.

Scar fourteen; I know you're a father, have you met mine? No, you were gone before you could tell him his family wasn't fine, and that you may have had a little too much wine.
Scar fifteen; Like a mother duck rushing her ducklings across the road, you put mine in full-mother-mode.
Scar sixteen; When the paramedics came, they mistaken the taco salad for my brain.
Scar seventeen; The way you leaned on our totalled car, smoking a cigarette, not a scratch on you, not a sign of regret.
Scar eighteen; After the hospital, you made it almost impossible for Nan to get me into her car.

Scar nineteen; My friends waited 'till late, crying, thinking I was dead, and my mother and brother, dead. Have you ever had someone mess with your head?

Scar twenty; July 23, 2012. I got my driver licence. And by now, they've probably given your's back to you. This isn't your first time, this isn't my first rhyme.
Scar twenty-one; Driving at night, every night, I still see your headlights right in front of me. My body is still braced so don't you think you left no trace.

Scars. I had more but they've healed. I have 21 scars that you meant because at that number, that's no 'accident'.

I had another dream
Well, it's sounds less crazy than calling it a memory
I walked through the public park
on a chilly evening
Orange and red leaves were falling
My favorite season.

I sat on the park bench
which greeted me with a little warmth
Probably from the elder woman
who regularly sat on this park bench
to feed the birds
My favorite animal.

I scanned the park
Its horizontal lines matched the color of the leaves
A coated stranger walked by
His face blurred
but a friendly smile I remembered so clearly

I set a leaf on the bench beside me
It had fallen on my head
and kept me from feeling lonely
I never knew why I felt like that some times.

The wind took my fallen friend
which took my eyes to marked wood
I had to squint, I had to smile
"He said stay in my arms for eternity"

I expected two initials encased in a heart
but this was extra touching
I hoped the bench carver stayed
I hoped they were happy
Maybe I'd remember this
Maybe I've already lived it.

A second stranger walked by but stopped
And became familiar
He had the one smile
The one that I've always remembered

We walked arm in arm
out of the public park
I told him of the bench carver's message
He smiled,
"And She said I will"

While sleeping in the water,

Sea otters may hold hands to keep

From drifting apart.

Holding hands,

Minds sail somewhere between consciousness

And to a sea of thoughts and wonders.

We take to rough waters and

Tighten our grips

And then relax them.

My pale body’s dead cold,

But my hand comes to life in yours.

We stroke each other’s fingers with our own,

Each digit of yours is so smooth

Like an otters silky coat.

I study your hands

Every curve

And every bend.

Blinded by wondrous waters,

Touch will find your promised land.

As you studied me I thought,

“Don’t let me go”

Because I was drifting towards love

And I didn't want to go alone.

She grounded her feet
and leaned forward
peering into tiny mud puddles.
She saw the outline of her wavy hair
with one stray piece rebelling
from how she wanted it to rest
on the top of her head.
And she wanted to fix it,
but couldn't completely.

*

He grinded his teeth
and leaned forward
peering into tiny blood puddles.
He saw the outline of his unmarked arms
with one sharp blade rebelling
from how he wanted it to be
on the darkest of his nights.
And he wanted to stop for her,
but couldn't completely.

It's much quieter around here
in these once conversational rooms
and in the crackling fireplace
that was lit
to keep our shivering bones warm

It's much colder around here
without the sparks flying between us
and no wandering wondering hands
to keep us smiling

It's much lonelier around here
where the only other hands here
are the ones reflected in the mirror
made up in its shattered pieces
that scatter the floor boards
Shattered and Scattered

Sounds sadly familiar

With red lip stick,
the mirror's edge kisses my hand
then my chest
my stomach
and thighs
and bites playfully at my neck
You loved this colour on me,
you'd once said
But maybe it was the wrong dress?
This one fits me much tighter
almost suffocatingly
to my skin
it flows nicely

Maybe now you'll take me back
into your cold, stiff arms
I'll join you for dinner tonight
in my flowing red dress.

This ship is sinking
but we're floating in life savers
floating in the arms of sirens
This ship is sinking
but we're floating towards the land
floating in the arms of sirens

We knew it from the start
but just didn't have the heart
to make them walk the plank
after drawing a blank
when we asked them why

{Chorus}
This ship is sinking
but we're floating in life savers
floating in the arms of sirens
This ship is sinking
but we're floating towards the land
floating in the arms of sirens

Feeling the tentacles on my leg
they wrap around, pull and drown
all the hope I had sunk
to the deepest blue's ground

And all the shimmering light
at the water's surface
never looked so white
never felt so bright

{Chorus}
This ship is sinking
but we're floating in life savers
floating in the arms of sirens
This ship is sinking
but we're floating towards the land
floating in the arms of sirens

Late night walking empty streets,
staring at the concrete
A bare ***** human skull
stripped from all its meat,
hanging from the tree branch
like an apple on an apple tree
Should have kept walking,
empty,
staring at the concrete

RKT

Nobody has ever asked me
if I had dimples, before...

And I was never sure
if they were a beautiful characteristic,
or just dents in a round face.

They showed themselves, proudly,
after he had told me he thought they
were beautiful.

Lovely, even.

And a light pink quickly,
but gently,
surrounded them with a calming acceptance.

Even dents in my round pink face
were enough to make me feel beautiful
in his charming eyes.

Being woken up by the sound of rustling, it's about 10:20 am. I poke my head out from underneath my blankets, "Ey... is it raining out?" The curtain is pulled back and there's a grumpy sigh, "Ugh, yes." I smile and pull the blanket over my shoulders again, "It's another rainy day, great start to the weekend!" She agrees sarcastically. I smile amusedly. I love this weather.

My lips chill from the rim of my traveller's mug that had been bathed in cold rain on my way to creative writing class. As I tip it back, my lips are steamed by the hot, chocolatey liquid contained inside. I fix the hood of my sweater and sit back into my seat. Rainy days, hot chocolate, and sweaters.

"You gon'a sleep all mornin', Bud?"

We get up for the day
Breakfast first, or else we're both wild animals
He walked over in such a way
An older version of my pal

An abandoned soul
A loyal, trusting friend
He makes me whole
He's a tired old ten

Was always horrible with words
Got homesick a lot, too
Always had to be with Ma and Pa
For me, there's nothing he wouldn't do

"You stop to smell the roses, Bud?"

I love long walks
On the beach
A flaky line, but it mocks
I want to teach
you about Meech

He lays down
Breathless, aching body
But oh man that was a great walk
His smile doesn't dare frown

A lonely soul
Last night I lost my best friend
In my heart, a sunken hole
At least now I won't have to pretend

"You just sleep in now, Bud."

You always had a star in me
Yet were wishing on a shooting one
Well bang she banged then shot you down
Then flew away, was on the run
And oh she ran

Til she ran into me and I swore
I wanted to grab a drip pan
And her wasp waist
Pin her wings so she couldn't sting
And bleed her out to save my mind from
These thoughts i faced
Same for the rest of them you wanted to taste.

I don't think you realize what you put me through
Drove a dagger into my heart and twist until i turned a different hue
Then I looked up to see my arms still opened for you.

I was pathetic and weak
Gave you the benefit of the doubt
Waiting for you to stop this ****** streak
I hated who you made me too
So after finding another **** video from your ex
I packed my **** up and I left you.

Just hoping no one evers calls me Perfect again
Just to take what they want from me every now and then
I hope you see the crazy **** I've accomplished since
And know I could never have done it with you

I survived because the flicker inside me burned hotter than your wildfire
Stop trying to get me back
Cause this time You Don't Get To Get Me Back
I'm a ******* Wildflower.

RKT

It’s been over between us for a long time now

these are my ways of moving on

and I will not be sorry for letting go of these nasty emotions

that you placed in my heart and soul

I’m moving on

and I will forget the things that made me bitter

but not those that made me weak

I am a stronger person now

because you had me ready to cut my last ties to this life

but my soul is an old soul and it helped me see through it all

I am not who you remember me

I am not who you will ever meet

I’ve been enlightened from the darkest crevices of Hell

and that kind of strength will shine in my soul for eternity

To let go of toxicities

is to purify the soul


RKT

Laying down
Faced up
Staring at the ceiling
Using it as canvas to paint out my feelings

Looking over
Feeling closer
Memories I recall
I can see them in the writings on my bedroom wall

Words that speak of good times
Oh I love how it all rhymes
And makes me revisit
Makes me admit
How much I love the memories I've made with you

I smile
A quarter smile
Think 'Excuse me miss, I miss your face'
Even if we're only in an imaginary place

My heart beats wild
From your smile
You turn around and hug me
Call my name out, say you love me

Muscles tighten
Wanting embrace
I remember how you feel about personal space
Then I remember the sweetness in how you taste

Move my body
You move my soul
I promised you I'd come up with a word to describe you
Its definition 'When deeply touched -emotionally- by a loved one', how you do

Lovamto
I say it slow
Loving, amazing, and touching
What you are in your simple 'Hello'

Looking lower
Falling fast
Hoping you'll stay with me throughout my dreams
Throughout my life
Cause like the light on our future
My love for you gleams

He told me,
"when I see your pretty hips
I want to be in between them, looking up at your pretty lips"
              I told him,
"I'd rather **** myself,
So go **** yourself"

RKT

blinking constantly, the Morning Light shines behind her
Her glorious Sleepy Smile, My heavy lids like Camera Shutters

clicking for as many Saved Loves as possible
to cherish your softness and this moment Now
to eternalize it Forever
because there won't be many more Mornings quite like this one
i can't remember for the life of me what was groggily said
or if anything was said at all
i think that's because all my focus
left my Ears for my Eyes that were being blinded by
this beautiful and simple moment of Us
the Bright Light
the Warm Covers
the Tired Bodies that didn't want to move away from this Paradise
i hoped the Light of My Eyes were reflecting into Yours
the heart-felt Message that i felt swelling inside my Chest
prepared to Self Destruct

blinking constantly, the Morning Light shines behind her
Her glorious Morning Look, My Mind's Eyes will cherish forever

Things that blow,
The wind following your body’s beautiful curves, yet you hate anyone associating the word ‘beautiful’ to any part of you.
Your voice isn’t naturally low or manly like Joe’s. You wanna be like him, but Joe-Shmo that’s not what you deserve. You deserve you.
You stare at yourself in the mirror, thinking that the image should be clearer, thinking that instead of nearer, how you feel and how you look couldn’t be further apart. And it breaks my heart, you didn’t get what you need, and you’re falling apart, wanna depart, want a restart switch… And the best suggested alternative is a cut and stitch.

Stop telling yourself how much you hate yourself and stop saying it's your fault, stop having bad thoughts and try to see some good, there are still things to live for, stop hurting yourself stop scaring me with your goodbyes stop running with scissors stop playing in the traffic stop saying you'll finally do it  
... Live.

I don’t understand all that you go through and I know you don’t expected me to. But I do know pain, and I’ve dealt with confusion. I understand that this life you live seems like an illusion. This body you deplore because it’s not really your’s. When trying to be yourself starts feeling like a chore. When it’s just easier to tell yourself you’re done for.
But I’ll tell you, if I was in a candy store, and you were a candy with a hard outside-gooey core, even if your exterior didn’t completely match your true interior, I’d still pick you. Because you’re sweet.
It wouldn’t matter how messy you might be or how awful you think you must taste,
as long as your fingers were interlaced with mine, you’d be my cup of tea.
As I hold my tea cup’s waist and look at its reflection, I can see warmth and affection. Rejection and self-protection. I can handle a little messy and Darling I will let you know exactly how you ******* sweet imperfection.

And when you stare at yourself in the mirror, this time, I’ll be there, blowing the wind across your body’s natural, handsome curves.

His ears focussed to the child's melodic tune coming from the seat behind him in the truck with the Spice Girls blasting radio. He smiles at her brother joining in, but keeps his eyes on the road. Dad stretches an arm over the front passenger seat's shoulder to where Mum has woken to her songbirds.

I look up from my page
to the cloud covered sky
as I see rain falling heavily

Rain.

I open my heavier window
and listen silently

I love the way it sounds
as it hits the earth's ground,
the water of the pond,
the birds come out to play.

Love.

I love the way it smells
It calms me, leaves me unable
to do anything but enjoy it.
It blocks out everything else,
leaving me in a gaze.

Joy.

You told me you loved the rain too.
I wish I could have met you
Why did you have to go?

But I know this crying sky,
It won't give you back to me.
I'll listen to its soothing fallen words instead.

So for now,
I'll enjoy it for what it is.

If I could say 'I love you'
In every language of the world

I would start off with Sign Language,
Stroking your soft lips with my hand

Then I would go to Body Language,
My body providing you warmth and comfort,
whenever you may need it

I would hesitantly open my lips,
but just a little.
I would whisper in the languages best known to you
Of my unfathomable feelings for you.

If I could say 'I love you'

The butterflies would have to leave,
and my palms would have to stay dry

My heart would have to stay down from my throat,
and I would have to be able to look you straight in the eyes

But that's all half the fun

In falling in love
Feeling in love
Being in love

Being with you here
and now

As I'm giving my warmth to you
As I stroke your soft full lips
As I finally gather the courage to tell you

I love you.

An envelope that arrived on my door step
A minute ago
Read on the back
                                                            ­                "Everything I could never tell you"

My hands tremble
anticipating the unknown
They slowly raise the paper fold
and remove a familiar blue piece of paper.

                                                         ­                   "Because I was afraid it would scare you away.
                                                           ­                  When I told you one thing, you looked at me
                                                              ­               and decided to run away.

                                                          ­                   I thought about visiting you
                                                             ­                To explain my strong feelings but I knew
                                                            ­                 you wouldn't let me stay.

                                                          ­                   I miss you so bad
                                                             ­                That I can't enjoy our coffee time alone
                                                           ­                  your cup gets cold
                                                            ­                 That I can't find my comfy spot at night
                                                           ­                  when it was my arms around you
                                                             ­                And I feel like I'm missing
                                                         ­                    because before you found me, it's true.

                                                               ­              I've never wanted anyone
                                                          ­                   who would try to make me smile
                                                           ­                  the way you did
                                                             ­                And I never want anyone
                                                          ­                   who might try to replace you.

                                                           ­                  Let me explain my strong feelings for you,
                                                            ­                 Let me explain them slower.
                                                         ­                    I'll slow everything down, I don't want to rush things
                                                          ­                   But I need to ask you about 'Forever'

                                                      ­                       I'm in the coffee shop
                                                            ­                 across from your place
                                                           ­                  keeping your cup warm
                                                            ­                 Please put that smile back on my face"

My hands have soften
absorbing the promise
They slowly raise the folded paper
to my heart
And I rush out the door
wearing his shirt I wore last night

Knowing, I'm no longer afraid to hear           *"I Love You"

You've never changed
And your unfathomable number of wrongs
have never changed intentions.

Do you wish that I in return,
Solicit faithlessness?

So you may feel
As if I'm really not as high as the matured stars,
But a stick in the childish mud,
like you?

Tell me why would I want
To ever change my intentions.

I've never been too good with my left hand
I'm spilling
Dripping
But thank goodness I'll be there in a few more steps

Shaky steps
Unbalanced
Inching slowly to the table
"Here you go-"
And I almost spill the cup of morning goodness everywhere

"O-oh dear me..."

I've never been too good at accepting this
I'm upset
Crying
But thank goodness angels hands have touched mine

Soft hands
Reassuring
Holding mine a little tighter
"Grandma, it's alright"
And I almost spill my little smile onto the floor

"Thank goodness for angels"

I'll love you like you never knew you could feel loved
I'll make you think you died then went up above

With the sultry gaze i shot your way that went right through your eyes and into your brain
And all the kisses i blew to you pierced your body like a heavy rain
By holding you like you're the one treasure in my world
So tightly that your chest rests still and your smile rests curled

I'll love you like you never knew you could feel loved
I'll wake you with my voice
And you'll hear mourning doves

RKT

Weather-worn wooden slats
Held beside one another by wire
Touching three locations, twisted three times in between
Seaweed tangled
And splintered
Taken over by a vast land of sand

But not giving in completely.
Tall grass adds to its earthy vibe
as does the drift wood

Weather-worn wooden slats
That have been through their hellish storms
Still linked together through thick and thin

A piece of tall grass
Tied around my wrist
a reminder of staying strong
through staying together

Inspiration, at its simplest form.

On the sofa
             Arm in Arm
                          Cheek to Cheek
                                           She speaks softly

"Darling, I've wondered... How would you describe me to a stranger?"

He pauses a moment
                     Pushing a piece of hair
                                                     Behind her ear

"To a blind person,
I'd tell them you're the most gorgeous face to wake up next to."

She smiles
        He continues

"To a deaf person,
I'd write to them how lovably silly you sound while singing in the shower.

To our new neighbor we have yet to meet (still counts as a stranger),"

She giggles
       He smiles at her

"I'd warn him of your amazing cooking and your famous house warming recipe.

And to the meanest of the mean, a truly horrific person,
I'd tell them they should be more like my darling; the nicest of the nice.
Never speaks poorly of another, is generous with her smiles, helps any one
and any thing when in need, accepts people for who they are, and - Oh, love...."

She lifts her head to him
                                  Slight concern in her lovely face

"What is it, Jake?"

He smiles at her
                     Kissing her forehead

"All these unlucky strangers would think you're not real, or too-good-to-be-true!
But you're definitely real, and I'm the luckiest man to be with you."

It's your birthday
so let's get those candles burning

You've taught me so much
while you're still learning
Things get better with age,
and it's another year you're turning

But don't get me wrong,
you'll always be the best Mum,
if for a second you were concerning

Blonde Green
eyes
Narcissistic
insisted I
behind my back
Best friends to
enemies to
Emily
Wolfville
my friend from
childhood
betrayed her
for another
friend
Lies
Talked
strangers
The pain Ignored
my plea to fix us I
Silence She
cries and
doesn't
understand
saw you and you
saw right through me
      “Hello”
why I won’t take her
back this
time.