Is not the reflection in the mirror
it's the image we put into it

Every friend when meets,
Seems an angel sent to us,
By the god from his providence,
But when departs after fulfilling,
His ends  selfish  and cunning,
All incidents of past moving.
In sky of our inner gloomy world,
Making us  cry and buzzing sad,
Echo of pain within ending world.

i don't need a boyfriend. i need a therapist.
i'm not meant to be the one that got away. I'm meant to be the bullet you dodged.
i'm so yours. i'm so sorry.

Engraved
Blistered and pealed
The scars
I wear
Anyway
You dissect it
Self inflicted wounds
Unkept promises
Piercing thorns
Casting shadows
Fall in line
Unresolved questions
Was a curse
Bestowed upon me
Before I was ever granted
My first breath or step
I’m all outta wishes
Good intentions
Flipped upside down
Tortured my insides
Got ripped apart
My wreckage
Wore me like a bad habit
Bullet proof I was not
The rounds that penetrated
Hit there mark every time
Without concern
What couldn’t shield me
From myself the retaliations that
Swooped in
Like vultures
The worse I felt
Thee farther I fell down the rabbit hole
The irony is none of this
Has ever made a bit of sense to me
At times has felt like a reoccurring 
Bad nightmare
I can’t wake from
Yet for some reason I stand here still
Today shell shocked

Covered in dirt
Crossing over a bridge
Awaiting a Eulogy
Like a faint whisper
Grab a loudspeaker
Somethings are
Better left unsaid
If you want my truths
Pick up my journals
And read my poetry
Because there ain’t nothing
Hiding there I hold back nothing
I kept a lot
To myself for good reason
I’ve always been good
At stuffing my suitcase
To thee brim
And throwing it in the closet
Jamming everything down
Numbing myself to the core
It’s hard being sober
If people knew how I truly
Felt deep inside
They’d probably run the other direction
And hate me like I’ve
Always hated myself
I put my mask on when I have to
Pretend I’m doing okay
Play there stupid games
When I’d rather just drift off
Into that dark corner off the room
Me myself and I
And the voices in my head
That I’ve dreaded all my life
Words best not spoken…

Red tape
Noisily penetrating
Where’s my quiet
Swan song
As dry bones rattle
A hint
Of understanding
Flew by the door
Framed by
Chewing manifestations
A un mesmerizing
Agonizing wrath
Unplug the lights
Tunnel visions exceedingly bad
Wild fires
Blazing a trail to nowhere
Catch and release
Kinetic energy’s subsiding
Saving every
Second of the day
Meant for someone else
A celebrations in order
Who would have thought
Kinder plateaus will now shine through  
Stranded on a beaten path
No longer still frame
A firmer clasp
Hold onto
The best parts of me
Remember what you want
And disregard the rest
Declining squalls no longer staying between the lines
As the colors of this world fade to gray