I spent last night consoling you
Your hurt flooding Kleenex after Kleenex
Make a mess, don't spare a thought
We ladies must stick together
When the arms that should protect us
Raise in anger
That is not the love of a man
That is the insecurity of a coward
In the dark, lost
You do not need more shadows
Keep on shining pretty girl
I'll be your mirror

Don't freaking tell me
he took the easy way out.
Suicide is ******* everyone
including the people committing it.

Your hold over language is excellent

Your choice of words so perfect

No more no less

Always seem to have the right words to say,

whatever you  wish to convey

But somehow when it comes to me

Words in your repertoire

Get get dysfunctional

Sigh!

haunting grey outside,
forced to reminisce.
some believe we should just be.
no mind,
no chemistry,
friends in need.
I was born complete
but now fractured and
blown with Autumn's leaves.
running in place
no direction,
just haste,
faking my way.
the membrane
between me and the pain
is thinning away.


~~~

I remain awake in the dead of night
Holding tears and fear of sight
I cannot be silenced
says my mind with sirens

And I cannot be fixed
said by my heart with grief and anguish mixed

**I am dying slowly but surely

Your perfection is an illusion.
My faults are real.

'Trust' is the stitching
that holds my fragile
parts together.

Whispers of what we share,
like confetti in a breeze,
cannot be recovered
once carelessly set free.

Don't release me to the wind,
I beg you.

~~~