Most are jealous of a person
who stole
their loved one away
but I envy the Cherry Chapstick in your pocket
that gets to kiss your delicate lips
every few hours of the day

Your mechanical smile
never reaches your eyes
you wear it blankly
for social cues
as if that expression
is a Venetian mask
for Life’s masquerade
it’s the kind of smile
one flashes for photographs
but I know
that kind of smile
you use it
to hold your universe together

Just a little girl in a polka-dot skirt,
With her glass doll under her arm,
Just a little girl filled with too much hurt,
Can a dream shield her from more harm?
A fragile doll for fragile play
In the hands of a fragile girl,
A broken dream to rot away,
Among her bows and curls
She’s reached out towards the stars,
But the doll falls to the ground,
She’s reached out much too far,
A cry out, an empty sound.
She picks up the pieces of her doll,
The broken remnants of a smile,
She could have prevented the fatal fall,
But she failed the fateful trial.
Together again, but no longer decor,
Scars line where it has broken,
Unmendable but whole once more,
A painful memory, her token.
Just a little girl in a polka-dot skirt,
With her glass doll inside her arms,
Just a little girl filled with too much hurt,
And a dream that did its harm.

I glimpse the gaps between each finger,

Just waiting to be filled by another’s,

All that’s left to do is linger,

Before we find our “other”.


At times the emptiness consumes

The very hopes we hold,

A single, lonely vision looms,

And we fear what’s to unfold.


And yet, a single being was made,

To fill that empty void,

Harmony of our heart’s serenade,

Too strong to be destroyed


And through the tears, the hurt, the wait,

We grow stronger through the pain,

And when we find that linking fate,

We comprehend what there was to gain.


The gaps are filled, the void is gone,

Two hands intertwined as one,

They walk the path into the dawn,

As they watch the setting sun.

You stare

            And stare

                        And stare

Is it you?

            That person

                        Standing there?

That glare

            Those imperfections

                        Stand out

Is it you?

            You ask again

                        With doubt

Can’t be

            That person

                        Standing there

You stare

            And glare

                        …And tear

The mirror

            It only tells

                        Lies

Is it pity

            You see

                        In those eyes?

No more!

            You scream

                              In fright

You can no longer

            Stand this

                        Sight

And in a

            Motion

                        Your hand flies

The mirror

            Shatters

                        And dies

You stare

            And stare

                        And stare

Is it you?

            Those pieces

                        Everywhere?

You’ve shattered

      Your image

            Your reflection

Your truth

            Your mirror

                        Your direction

                      

                        It’s all broken

Dedicated to the Revolutions* :

Fall on the ground, dirt on your face,

Keep running, boy, keep running,

Limbs are burning, it’s all part of the chase,

Keep breathing, boy, keep breathing,

Legs are screaming, scrapes on your skin,

Keep going, boy, keep going,

Can’t see the finish line but you’ve gotta win,

Keep sprinting, boy, keep sprinting,

Dirt in your toes, cuts on your feet,

Keep racing, boy, keep racing,

Fall down again, don’t you dare take defeat,

Keep pushing, boy, keep pushing,

Step after step, don’t play their game,

Keep striving, boy, keep striving,

Change of mindset, but you feel the same,

Keep thinking, boy, keep thinking,

Audience watching, some want you to fail,

Keep winning, boy, keep winning,

You’re cut and bruised but you prevail,

Keep hoping, boy, keep hoping,

Finish the race, you’re almost free,

Keep dreaming, boy, keep dreaming,

You’re not a slave, you’ve gotta flee,

Keep chasing, boy, keep chasing,

Limbs still burning, the fire’s alive,

Keep burning, boy, keep burning,

The fire’s spreading, make sure it survives,

Keep living, boy, keep living,

Contagious will, there’s more on your side,

Keep flying, boy, keep flying,

No one’s mocking can injure your pride,

Keep fighting, boy, keep fighting,

Fall on the ground, better get up fast,

Keep climbing, boy, keep climbing,

Those scars will not be your last,

Keep running, boy, keep running,

Fall down seven times, get up eight,

Keep rising, boy, keep rising,

Freedom was always part of your fate,

Keep daring, boy, keep daring,

Finish line’s past, race is won,

Keep dreaming, boy, keep dreaming,

But another race has just begun,

Freedom has no finish line, boy, keep running.

I dream of waking
next to your smile
and dreaming
Beside you
Of exploring
The dustiest corners
Of our memories
and sweeping away
All the sad
Grabbing our
Lost souls
By the hands
And pretending we know
Where to take them

I dream of loving you
till the sunlight
creeps into the crevices
of our eyelids
but does not wake us

I dream of listening
To the silence
while our eyes
whisper sweet thoughts
that linger in our minds
like the scent
of summer’s breath

I dream of holding you
Forever, my love
But forever is a long, long time
And since my
Young mind
Cannot yet grasp infinity
Just love me
Till my heart
Stops