oakley

oakley May 2016

"i'm an open book"
but what's the hidden text?
are you simply a nursery rhyme,
or something much more grimm?

oakley May 2016

no matter how many times you say it
"i need you"
doesn't hold a candle to
"i love you"
and no matter how much
you needed me
you never really loved me

oakley May 2016

if pain is beauty then we're all deities

greedy executives will feel no shame when they count their coins
handed over from the wallets
of dying people
with brittle nails
ashen skin
dark circles
hoping that a few more dollars
will make them feel pretty

oakley May 2016

sell us our demise

they sell us cigarettes
get us addicted
so that even when
"smoking kills"
is stamped on each box
we keep buying and buying
maybe it's just another marketing trick
intrigue the hopeless addicts
with the possibility of their destruction

oakley May 2016

nagging voice

whispering that i'm all alone
but never leaving me alone

oakley May 2016

earth and sky

she walked along the forest floor
with flowers in her hair
when she spoke her soft lips moved
like dandelion seeds in the air

freckles on her cheeks glistened like stars
her eyes shone like the new moon
she flew like the night sky
there and gone too soon

when the daughter of the earth
met the daughter of the skies
mountains and trees collided
with infinity on high
love was never the same

oakley May 2016

phoenix

crumbled under pressure of trouble
reborn from ashes and rubble
creation brings about destruction
destruction brings about creation
day is born from night
dark turns from light