The sun was in haze
Smoke or dust shrouded mountains
I felt stranded here.

Fire licked at my soul
Burning a hole in the night
Like a phoenix death.

~Cross My Heart

You carved me an X 
Over my soul—as if it
Were buried treasure. 


Hope To Die

Who knew you'd be first
To leave me so high and dry
When all I was died.


I Couldn't Forget

Life tied my knot tight
Sick inside and so alone
Memory's virus.


If I Tried

Sometimes, I went back
My attempts all lost causes
But genuine hopes.

I fell for you
like a moth to the light.

I can't even think
Of what I should write, or say
I'm just so tired.

I feel like I'm walking on the seashore
Some ground firm, some not anymore

Reality's clear when I don't think of you
But when my mind slips, I lose that good view. 

It seems that I wallow in sand to my knees
When all I am doing is aiming to please 

But when I look to what God asks
It's easier than struggling to fulfill my own tasks.

I want to obey
Because I know I'll be safe
When I follow You.

There's something about this room
That I've decorated recently
I'm saddened by all walls blue
And reminded by curtains green.

Tomorrow I have decided
I will explain all the poems I write;
For each and every haiku,
I'll give you a little insight.

If I write about fire, I'll tell you
I feel happy or angry or inspired
And if they're about my bedroom,
Then I'm probably really tired.

I don't think this needs explanation
It's not very creative, I know...
But the next time I hit you with syllables,
I'll explain every joy and woe.

Everything's just grey
And black, and dark, with no white;
A colorless world.