I will not cry it's just a black eye
It goes away always after a few days
I'll never understand the why's but wish you'd at least apolygize
I wish our family would have more fun instead of being so undone
Even now the kids also get hit if they start to throw a fit
When we see that angry look we think to ourselves its time to book
As I sit here in the rain all I think about is the pain
But this behavoir is not ok it cannot go on another day
I used to be your muse now just a walking bruise
I'm tired of the cheating and lies which soon shall be our demise
I shed a tear in thoughts without you I will disappear
Its so complicated to decide what's for the best for myself and the rest
How does a family that started with two and became for separate forevermore

desperate hands clasping branches
            forcing the limbs to shake
            just as much as hands
                    the of the climber
    leaves and new buds are torn off
                     tears
                    blood
                    sweat
           is smeared on the tree
                                             a rope
is tied around the strongest bough
    the rope is coarse and chafes
                       skin and bark
a dead weight pulls
the branch bends with added weight
the coarse rope holds dead life
the snap is bone and branch
blood and tree sap spills
                   yet only one natural thing lived
                   how does the tree feel about this?

Your breath on my skin
lingers a little longer.
Your hand on my waist
makes me feel stronger.
And I love the way you flip you hair.
You're such a charmer.
And I love the way you squint your eyes
when you're not wearing your glasses.
But I hate your armour.

i'm feeling really fragile
     delicate and brittle
easy to break
               and finely painted on
           mostly pale with pastel color
please don't
  d
      r
  o
     p
           me to shatter on the ground
   be gentle with the fine china

are dedicated to you
                              you caused them
          i just wish you kept them
                       but you wouldn't know
    the cause was you
                      and you won't be sorry
    i'm not asking you to be
                              you don't know what's wrong
  and i won't tell you either

Anxious feelings
Frighten your soul
A hand in search
Of something to hold
Fingers tangle
And melt in my palm
Our hearts beat
To the same lonely song

I am the crinkled corner of your lips when you smirk
The freckles on your nose blessed by the Earth
I am the glowing glint in your green eyes
Lighting up my bedroom by no surprise
I am the shiver running through your nervous bones
The raindrops on your windowsill when you’re all alone
I am the warmth in the summer breeze
Twisting through your knotted blonde locks with ease
I am the soft hand tickling your rosy cheeks
The angelic whisper singing you to sleep
I am breakfast for dinner after an endless work day
The warmth of your sheets begging you to stay
I am the lost melody to your old, favorite song
You listen to in your car with the windows rolled down
I am the sweet honeydew sprinkled on maple leaves
A springtime pleasure patched at the sewn seams
I am the peace you search for within
But for peace to initiate you need faith to begin.