Why must you haunt my dreams
           & invade my mind

We swam to the bottom of the ocean
To find beauty
But all we found was                       Darkness

And whenever you feel alone
I want you to take comfort in looking at the moon
Cause even though I'm not there with you
I'll be watching the moon too ~

If we are
one people,
do we ****
a bit of our
selves when
another is
taken, another
soul lost to
the river.

I don't know your favorite tea.
I'm not sure how you get up when you're knocked down.
But I love the places you take me;
the shivers on my spine when you're around.

You've never told me your favorite color
or the things that break your heart.
I'm praying to God there's not another,
the thought of being without you is tearing me apart.

I don't know a thing about you,
but I'm already falling for you.
I don't know anything about you,
but I know I've gotta have you.

*~ m.w. ~

I’ve been around long enough
to know these wounds don’t heal.
I will wake up tomorrow
and put down half a bottle
of hydrogen peroxide,
hoping the void inside
my chest won’t get infected.
This ribcage is missing
more than just bones.
The black hole I met
in my living room
decided to stay for dinner.
He said you’re doing great.
I poured another glass
of regret and told him
that’s ironic.
I’ve realized this is just what
“okay” has become;
fists embedded in sheetrock promises,
sitting alone in the rooms where
everyone told me they would stay.

the concrete on the corner of Willow and Main St.
will remember your face better than i ever could
it left impressions in your cheeks looking like
a blush run through a sieve
it will remember the skin on your knees
and how easily it tore when you fell
it will keep these pieces of you between it's teeth
until the city scrapes enough money together
to pave over your mistakes
again.

your mother gave up on you
after you stole her mother's silverware
sold the knives and forks but
boiled down the spoons
opened a new vein every day
like a bruised sunrise
like a bird lifting it's wings
broke the dam
and used the needle
to push a river into your heart.

God closed the door so you opened a window
and jumped out
let the pavement cradle you
better than i ever could.

You did this to me
unaware, not intended.
Nonetheless, you did.

It hurt,
I cried;
I thought you were done

Hurting me,
Talking to me.
You never replied.

S0 I gave up,
I moved on
from you and your silence

Then you did it.
The heartless, careless act.
No apology.

Do you remember?
Would you ever even acknowledge
my shattered heart, that you broke?