I wanted to be a poet,
so I creased myself into
a bright blue envelope,
addressed to the moon,
and asked the Old Man
His thoughts about how vast
mountain ranges are contained only
by the bones of his ribs.

And He sat quiet, opening His crusted,
ancient mouth only to ask
"Do you love him?"

I stared, doe-eyed and small,
as the stars dimmed their chatter.
My cheeks lit up like comet tails,
but He nodded His head,
shutting the half moons of His eyes,
not asking questions, or rhymes,
or reasons.

"Then why do you stare up
at the stars at night
when the brightest one
lies fast asleep in your bed?"

Your still waves kissed the sand on midday
Then waves goodbye and the kiss;
Left an eternal memory.

And the first wave that kissed the shore that morning
The first wave that left
Imprinted on the sand a mark
That no other wave can erase

Oh first wave that kissed the shore that morning!
Oh first wave though you left;
Wherever you are in the ocean blue
The sand awaits you by the shore.

Grant me the solitude of my illusion
a man born from broken dreams
if I knew how it all started
then maybe I could tell you how it ends
I wish for those dearly departed
until then I still pretend.
A fly caught in a spiders web
a mouse to a snake that's fed
we all know of our own demise
yet we all choose to close our eyes
maybe we are different
destined for some greater path
a beaming star in the distance
a celestial body that forever lasts.
Its imagination that sets us apart
the ability to dream
so lets live through our heart
and not by our means.

I want quiet
With no one around

But I'm stuck in this
over populated world
wishing someone would
**** me now

and it ***** because
I'm somewhere between
not giving a ****
and crying

It's not that I wasn't happy before
I was but I didn't understand happiness
Now that it's gone I feel like an endless pit
Something someone would choke on
Poison to all that feel my presence.

Nothing to do but continue to die
Life without the sun isn't all that bad
I just don't have anywhere to hang my head
Feel endless in their warmth and hands
Losing strength losing myself on my path

I never had the confidence
When I was small
To tell on my cousin
Because I woke up to him trying to touch me while I sleep
Or peeking through the cracks of the door when I dressed.

I never had the confidence
As we grew older
To unlock my door during the day
Because I knew he would just push me around
Because “boys will be boys”
And these bruises on my body
Showed that he would always get his way.

I once had the confidence
When I was fourteen
To tell the principle that one boy held me against a wall
While the other put his hands down the front of my shirt
But the principle called me a liar
That the boy just slipped and fell down the hall
And his hands accidently landed in my shirt.
I was told to be silent

I didn’t have the confidence
When I was sixteen
To tell my boyfriend no
Again and Again
So after the first few times saying it
He thought I was giving him my consent
So I “let” him **** me.

I didn’t have the confidence
For the next three years
Because he said I was helpless
I spoke too much
I was weak
I need a man to take care of me
No one else could ever love me
And I believed him

I didn’t have the confidence
Until someone told me
That it’s a beautiful thing to be a woman
That I’m important
That I have a voice.

I now have the confidence
To stop listening to excuses
To not have to say “no” more than once
To be free because I know how it feels to say goodbye
Because I am important
Because I have a voice.