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Words that you cling to
just like the way I want
to cling to you. My hand
pressed in your hand
as you squeeze
unwanted comfort
from my fingers like
an IV. My thoughts
and feelings pumping
through your veins
repairing wounds
you never thought
would be healed.
I'm drumming my fingers
on the outside of the car.
Keep your hands busy, Charlie.
Don't let them wander across
the space between your seat and hers.

You've got this smile
poised on your lips
like a mousetrap.
Tense with hesitation
and a million neurons
firing thoughts through your head
that I'll never get to know.

Light up that cigarette, Charlie.
Keep those hands busy.
Let your eyes wander.
My Muse is a fickle fair weathered breeze,
staying just long enough to rustle my leaves and abandoning me
burning in the passionate colors of Fall.
Empty, the leaves fall
deserted.


My muse resembles the elemental lightning
of a boiling summer night,
illuminating the sky for no longer than an instance.
all that was vivid and clear by his lantern spirit
now drips
sloppily in blacks and grays.
My Muse is a tentative, shy being
with the voice of a God.
Delicately he dances with my sleeping soul,
leading the steps like a puppeteer afraid of hurting his limp marionette.
Still and silent I feel the pull on my heartstrings,
my Muse gently testing the threshold of the human spirit.
I am aware of him
a warm hand closes over my heart,
as if reminding me that it's not a crime to be human.

My Muse is the love of my soul,
separate and opposite,
equal parts love and hate,
annihilating together in a firework display,
leaving me free.
Are nightmares only for the sleeping?
Or do they fester and grow
on the furrows of our soul
waiting to claim us?
Ragdoll demons
fighting over the
scraps
of our humanity.
Wars rage in between the static charge of our hatred.
Look at us.
For once, really look.
Without thinking of what you can say next to hurt me most,
look at the pain you've sewn into the boots of your children.
So that when they walk out to face an apathetic world,
the roots in their souls anchor them besides familiar creeks of pain.
You've stolen from me that which cant be replaced.
In this civil war you took my home.
Lincoln said, a house divided cannot stand.
And now I understand him.
I can feel the baseboards curling up like dried paint.
I can feel the windows fracturing inward,
I can feel the fire lapping at the bars of a crumbling hearth.
and I cant handle the evil you spill into my pillow cases anymore.
Either change,
or leave.
His eyes are dark and full of defeat and regret
The man says doc cheer up I'm not dead yet
How can he be so calm when he is about to die
Look at me, the man whispers to himself
As he looks in the mirror at his deteriorating health
He tears his eyes away and focuses on the wall
Watching the TV colors dance as he tries to recall
The last time he felt or looked like the faces on the screen
He sighs and he explains, that used to be me
His therapist nods and shakes her head sympathetically
He thinks how dare she act as if I am already dead
When she leaves he painfully kneels by the side of his bed
She must not know the mighty God I serve
But Jesus I give you the thanks that you deserve
Show them oh Lord and heal me right now
You are the only one who truly knows how
He says his thanks again for he believes
That his God has the power to do all things
He lies back down, exhausted from such a day
Feeling in his heart that tomorrow he will awake
When he comes to he feels like the pix-elated faces
For such miracles he has only seen on acting stages
Yet this one is his own and he swells with pride
Looking and the delight and wonder in the doctor's eyes
I see the life I want to live in the light of her eyes
The love I can't help but give when she smiles so wide
Sending warm rays of love to the coldest part of my soul
In my arms she's a perfect fit because she is mine to hold
Seeing those hands so soft and sweet as they reach out for me
Praying that through all her life she'll always need her mommy
Got you on my mind all the time
I can't live without you is what I've come to find
I need you and want you more than you know
Just really wish I didn't love you so
So you have someone else but it's not stopping me
Or stopping you from being my everything
Still I can only watch from afar
Forced to deal with us being apart
I won't interfere because it won't last
Because fate will take over it always has
I missed you once and will now wait my turn
Because losing you was a painful lesson learned
So until that day comes and my dreams are fulfilled
Just know that I love you and I always will
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