I am haunted:
Not by poltergeist,
but by my unlived lives.
Parallel universes
won't ever speak,
they took an oath
to keep from me.
I have words and voices
humming in my head
that will never be met
outside of my bed.
I have to accept
I cannot have it all,
I have to accept
knowing nothing at all.

your words
like knives
they cut
through my skin
they hurt me
more
than I'll ever admit
they've fooled me
once, twice;
fooled me all the time
they lie
they poison
the beautiful me
within

these
f    e    e   l    i     n    g   s
never
deserved
any
r   e   c   o    g    n    i     t   i    o   n




no
metaphor
is worthy
to
d    e     s     c     r    i     b    e




this
l      i      t      t     l     e
secret
that
i
h          i            d        e




yet
your
n­ame
r     h     y     m     e     s





with
every word i
t     h     i       n      k



which
makes my
h    e     l     p    l     e     s      s
heart
s        h        r       i        n      k