Alone
I learn
How to live
By myself now
It’s hard but I’ll be okay without you.

Once I thought love was tangible.
That it was gentle, precious
Careful and sweet
                                                           ­   Then I realized that love was an idea
                                                            ­  A theory that bruised and crumpled
                                                        ­                  Until you were used and torn



                                        *I don’t believe in love anymore

Bright and shining it was brand new
Held with awkwardness and care
Admiration grew
Slowly less awkward
Strengthening

Until it was knocked down
Punctured
Broken
And those problems were hidden away
Unknown

It was too late
It had passed
And in the aftermath
I learned that shiny and new things age
Die.

Boulders crushing
In a landside
Unable to lift
Betrayal hit me

My love crushed me
You crushed me
In a landslide
Stealing my breath away

“I’ll never hurt you”
“You’re too good for me”
“When you hurt I hurt”
In a landslide

In a landslide
You never came
And I faded away
Along with my trust in you.

She walked through the throngs of dancers
They looked like in their drinks they’d found answers

A young girl yelled her over and bought her a drink
Sometimes the job was hard but everyone had their financier

They took a picture and she left to get dressed
Shading, contouring, hair curlers, and glitter were her enhancers

She stood at the edge of the stage and heard her intro play,
As they shouted her name, she realized that this profession wasn’t a cancer.

And though it was a hard life, she loved every moment,
They kissed her hand and clapped with joy, and there she found her answers.

In feelings I never ventured,
Till I walked over to you and said hello.
You told me feelings were useless,
For those who had never lost,
But I didn’t care.

I thought I had lost plenty,
And that plenty had made me strong.
But I had never felt as weak,
As when you smiled at me.

                                                            ­                               Red rover red rover,
                                                                ­                    Send my love back over.
                                                           ­                                        I spilled in you,
                                                                ­              And you ****** it through,
                                                                ­           And never sent it back to me.

Ink
Worked in
Into skin
Patterns emerge
Secrets not for me
Obvious but hidden
Questions arise, why that design
What meaning does it hold for you
Flowers, skulls, lighthouses, birds and words
Intoxicating as they explain why
The reasons why they’ve changed themselves now
Into who they’ve become today
Remembrances and just because
It was pretty, it helped
Because life is hard
And this helps some
Remember
It goes
On.