Everyday of the weak, I lose my ability to speak
All of the mind's gifts of kind are put away, wrapped with twine
Absorbed into a cactus plant, no need to water, living on can't
Rooted to a fault line, only the cracks and breaks are mine
Flaws and positivity caused the blood to leak from me
When the weak end comes again there won't be strength left to begin

Snow falls photo white on black
Lace buggies for the charm we lack
The wind howls mournful though not weak
The way a tiny puppy speaks
With fortitude the storm swells
Tissue deep in frozen spells

Pained by Promise
Pained by Promise of nothing
how can a Promise of nothing exist?
how can a Promise of nothing exist if it exists in you?
Inside of you.
Inside of you, I see everything.
Everything,
and there is nothing.
Nothing but a promise.

If you didn't love me, you shouldn't have said it
I can't take it back, I can't regret it.
I am not a liar, there really was a fire. The cat really did talk back, and so did its hat, you can't blame me for that.
But it would be nice to hear the truth, if only once, straight from you. I miss all the secrets that we had. Now you tell me, was it all bad?
Bad enough you felt the need to ride away on your steed? The knight I thought you could have been, was just a shadow created by my pen. The ghost of all that is yet to be, and I was blinded by debauchery.
I would not wish my sight to come back, if you would just admit all that. The only light that is lit, is the cigarette between your lips. It's clouded and it's dark, and I am longing for that spark - but, I think it may have been your pants on fire, rather than your heart's desire

To print these thoughts in black and white only poses an oversight. Screaming in red, yellow, and blue will you know I'm thinking of you? Words alone only travel through air, not heavy enough to feel the care. Continue to whisper in broken prose, it is only the poet whom no one knows. Knee sinks into solid ground, remind what it is I found. Are you there? Are you still around? Elbow bent towards waste L shaped, always extra room on this plate.

Something you said
Today
Years ago
That makes me smile
Until I remember
Years ago
Today
Something you said

So here we are in the rain, again. Rain drops falling so hard, the rhythm catches me. Controls me. Like one of those bubble gum pop songs that won't leave your head and washes through your veins, takes over the space.
Such a dark and heavy pulse, but I just feel empty now. I tie myself to a string, and hand it you. I bend over backwards to cover you.
It wasn't enough, or maybe too much, the ways in which I contorted myself. I put myself down, onto wet ground, and let you walk all over me.
Even though I'm washed out from rain drops and doubt. I much prefer the sound of your shoe pressed against my spine to that stupid rain that drives me insane like a bubble gum pop song.