Cloudy sweet delight
fulfills the

space bounded with an
atmosphere of lavender.

The soft cotton touch, lingers against my
steady fingertips.

Beating, the breath of
yesterday.

Living on the corner
of my mouth, crimson red flushed
lips.

Arms aching of
emptiness, tired, restless eyes.

Glimpsing golden
light.

Sprawling, bleeding
upon, a red flaming face.

My prying hands, pressing against my
pleating pockets.

Brought to my sight,
held a captivating view.

A note with a name:

“Darling, you shine
past the sun.

You are golden, my
princess.

You


cannot be compared to
a single thing.

The Queen of Hearts
would be jealous.

Looking upon you
lively, genuine heart.

You ripple of
fireworks, exploding bold colors

into the vast royal blue
sky.”

I remember when the fireflies danced in the night
When hearts grew warmer,
as coldness sprouted to life.
When a single sign of affection
brewed a storm inside of me
and I pursued the glimpse of happiness.
I remember when mom commanded me to do the unspeakable
as dad stared blankly into silent static,
as my screams pierced the humid summer night.
When destructive thoughts seized my mind
I tried to make them flee, but they refused.
as rejection dug into my flesh, running, and running, and running.
I remember the endless tears, broken relationships, and the grip of fear.
Fear of the unknown, the future, people, and love.
Love.
What was it?
Would I ever find it?
And would I ever find myself?
I remember when you said I was the strongest person you knew.
I tried to comprehend your words, but I couldn't see strength.
Instead, a young girl with big dreams in a world crumbling to pieces.
So I searched to find myself.
I remember when I started viewing myself in a positive way.
As I repelled the negative judgement I had forced upon myself.
And started finding my values, who I was, and who I wanted to be.
And maybe, just maybe
I could succeed.

Crossing the Limits: An Unforging Wasteland

Boom goes the economy
Blooming a shade darker every full moon
Ragged wires and broken tires
All we ever did was try to sustain
The pain of a million pesticides
In our food, in our dreams, in our sleep
Open your eyes and realize
The harm of every arm cut up and torn apart
Trapped in corrupted media
Brainwashed by subliminal messaging
Lend an eye for an ear and save our economy
A foreseeable wasteland near to come
Once true to youth
As with the endangered animals
Prone to extinction
And breeding babies to come
Rising with hysteria
Completion for resources, affluence, sanity
An ecological disturbance hard to ignore
Deterioration
Depletion
Destruction
Truly, the origin of the storm.

is it too selfish that
i want you to know how you teared me apart
how you made me grow overnight
how you poured acid on my rib cage
and left me with thoughts like i deserved that outrage
i want my wasted childhood to hurt you
haunt you in your nightmares and in your daydreams
no father, im not as brutal as it seems
but there are some parts of my body that i hate
because i cant forget your hand's weight
there are some memories that i wish i would forget
how you filled my child heart with secrets and guilt
then slip away like you were a great dad to the hilt