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hj Mar 12
I waited for u to call back
But this time u didn’t
Stared at your profile picture
Even though I know I shouldn’t
I still cling to you
I know I shan’t
But you tell me to move on
The thing is love
I can’t
hj Mar 12
I know u should
But it’s hard for me to see u move on
  Mar 11 hj
Lori Jones McCaffery
Walking streets
Where I’m unknown
I stifle sobs
And dab my eyes.
I don’t belong.
I don’t fit in.
There’s nothing here
That smells of me,
That looks like me,
That calls to me.

I climb a hill
To watch the sun
Pour pink and gold
On lacy clouds.
I scan the valley
Full of houses.
Which one is mine-
It’s hard to tell.
they look the same
But I do not.

My footsteps do not
Fit the path
I need to walk
If I’m to find
A welcome here
I worship the wrong
Ideals and ideas
And I must hide
Behind a silent smile
Lest I be ushered out.

I cannot run
I’m here to stay
There is no other
Universe for me.
I’ll choose a
Another middle name-
Chameleon sounds right.
I’ll make them think
I’m one of them
And blend into a life.
Another old one (well, 6 mo. old, anyway).  From my "I don't want to be here" period.  I'm better (resigned) now.
hj Mar 9
Praying you’re okay
Wishing I was there next to you
Wishing I could tuck u in bed and tell you everything is alright
Wishing I could kiss you
Wishing I could see ur beautiful smiles come to live
Wishing u all the happiness in life
Wishing you would stay with me forever
Wishing to see ur beautiful face
Wishing to taste ur smile
And state into ur eyes
Wishing I could wipe ur tears
When u don’t feel alright
Wishing my days
Where with u
And the nights
Wishing us a tomorrow
Filled with lights
Wishing all the tears away all the time
Wishing us a house
With both of us inside
Me hugging u tight
And us watching the sun at twighlight
The first in a series of 11:11 wishes I sent to my ex
hj Mar 9
She put the flowers u bought her
By her side on the floor
Turned the stove on
And closed the door
She left the blood
That dripped into the sink
Left a note next to her
Where sorrow was her ink
She shoved the hair she cut
Into a bag away
And then the poison that escaped from the devil eyes of the stove
Whispered u won’t stay
She took a deep breath
Before she started choking
And the noise of her choking
Her body crying for help
Was cut by silence
hj Mar 7
my sweet little Indian girl
ur not mine anymore
ur long black hair
i can't caress
and ur tan skin
I can't kiss
my beautiful Indian girl
I can't stare into ur brilliant black eyes
I can't hold you
I can't touch you
my beautiful Indian girl
I lost you
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