Though I sit here stagnant
I dream of things
Thing that are so real
Things that crack the foundation
Break your mother’s back for me
Energy surging through my fingertips
Every movement fueled by you
I’m running on fumes
Running from you
Running from your words and your eyes
They follow me no longer
I will run for new
New arms new home
New life away from you
This demon holds me down
Digging his nails in my skin
It is you.
I’ll get away, just you see
I don’t need you anymore
But you need me
You need my attention
You need me to need you
I don’t need you.
And though I sit here stagnant
I dream of things.

Cry your eyes out, dear
Mix into puddles and streams
Shaking with fear and
Crushing the ground beneath your feet.
Scream your lungs out, dear
Yell for he who hurt you
Tear into his flesh with your teeth
Have no mercy.
Hide no longer, dear
Walk our streets without fear
Keep your head held high
But keep your eyes down.

How I wish I could forget.
Your smell, your taste
The way it felt to be
Wrapped in your warmth
I remember your laugh
And my hands in yours
And it’s a happy memory!
Until-
I remember your grin
Your yelling and your rage
Walking on eggshells was better
Than walking across broken glass
Slam the door on my fingers
Bite me, drawing blood
Later I get stitches.
And if the good were
To balance the bad
Maybe we would have worked!
But in all reality
You can’t trust a man
That bangs his head against
The wall.

Through the morning fog
I couldn’t make out your face
An eerie silhouette, facing me
snap
snap
Twigs under your feet
Shivers up my spine with each step
closer
closer
Come nearer, dear
Vague is the memory
But it haunts me still
Your breath against the chilling air
An outline, moving but not approaching

oh.

To my dismay, you were walking
In the other direction.

Something came over me
My body surged with electricity
I could feel the wind wrapping itself around me
Why does no soul understand
Jumping into icy water
Thousands of needles piercing my skin
A rush
No soul understands
The rain washed over the beach
And turned our lives to wet sand
Crumbling in our hands, beneath our feet
Why is the unknown so terrifying?
Why do I want to know the unknown?
Impossible.
Why would you make her cry?
Tears and tears of rage
How could you just leave?
A field of dead flowers
For us.

I’m going to be okay.
I can feel energy
Surging through my fingertips
Your words pour over me
Like a beautiful thunderstorm
Every touch a crack of lightning
Followed by the low rumble of your wandering hands
Enveloped in a sensation too beautiful to describe
I screamed at the top of my lungs
And you screamed, too
Dancing in the rain we created
Crumbling under the hail.

I can feel my heart sink.
The low hum of my piano keys
Setting the mood for a heartfelt ballad
Yet I am alone.
The ringing is all I hear at night
All I hear when they say your name
My fingers ache from playing the same song
But god, I miss the melody dearly.

If people were colors, he'd be gold
A shimmering metal so bright and bold
Much brighter than the jewelry sold
The luster increases each day tenfold

If people were colors, she would be gray
Like a cold morning or a cloudy day
And if she were to see him today
She'd fade all of his brightness away