The emptiness, that fills
The hollow cavity, where
A heart should beat.
Where blood would go
Now, nothing flows.
What is there, that is meant to be?

Of the things kept inside,
And all the pain I've tried to hide.
Turned outside, onto the world,
Wherein the soul reside.
Spilled, to the ground
The collapse, of all that surrounds.
Careening down,
The end of a life.

They say space is without gravity
If an astronaut tries to land
He will need a hand
They say space is empty
Only celestial bodies fill the emptiness
If a galaxy fades, no will notice this
Space isn't all that I pictured it
Yet, Earth is in need of it
That's why it rockets around the asteroids and debris

you have an addictive personality
that's what they say.
you threw your arms around me too fast
like a hurricane,
consuming me completely.
i don't doubt the sincerity
in those moments and whispers
too pure to be lies,
your sweetness like a cavity.
but now i see it for what it was
your latest fixation
simply a way to pass the time

i was just another habit to break.

Coming from the mouth of hate
A deep green ink tumbling out
With those **** red petals
Having been stained by the blood
Spilling into vile words of suffering
Twisting this way and that
As if alive- slithering into place

I would plunge the dagger
Deeper still into your chest
Turning it and slicing on either side
Until I could reach in and pluck
That beating ***** from the cavity
And hold it in my hand, so tenderly
Just as I always have been with you
And then crush it in between palms
Applying more pressure until
The pain is unbearable and then
Maybe you will have felt
What you've put me through

Monsoon morning glow, glinting off another dying ditch
Littering, barely twitching instrument of compact destruction.

Noticeably different, near juxtaposed against the back light.
Noticeably strained, a coming age relegated to natural composition

It's hard to hold, memory, fragile fleeting
Slipped from its hold so easily, another piece shattering as it falls.

Repetition breeding more empathy than I can continually malign.
Forceful premonitions, until the choice to deny is taken from me.
All my thoughts, premeditated, actions, all deliberate
The illusion of choice shattered before me, as I take up my ill gotten arms.

Bolster myself with courage I no longer deserve.

And I get scared about just having to wake up sometimes.

The flood left a cavity.
It came in without mercy,
It removed and ripped what I held onto,
It took away what I loved,
But it's ironic that a flood of love removed all the love that I ever had.
The flood diluted it's impurities with my purities.

love will come to you
at random times in your life.
when you least expect it,
but when you realize
that you are in love,
you will understand that it happened for a reason.
you will find yourself undeniably happy
and when heartbreak comes,
you will hate everything,
but you must remember
that your heart will learn from this
and is making room
for the next person
to show up in your life
and live inside the cavity of your chest.

I think you are a cavity
In the way that everything that led to now
Was sweet
But now I can't get rid of you
And you are just a sore

You are so sweet
tasting like sugar,
sweet liquorice,
drenched honey  

I want as much of you
as my mouth will allow

I'm such a fool
for wondering why
I have a cavity
now that you've
left.

I used to have a voice
In my head
Telling me the reason
Why I do things

Now I despise that voice
Even though it is the
Voice of Reason

When you only listen
To the sadness
Anger and malice
In the voice
Of others
You end up
Below the empty well

How can I be helped?
Is there a way back up
From the dark well?
How does someone
Help herself
Trapped only with
The wrong voices
Inside her head?

Day by day
I will lose a fingernail
Climbing out
Of the silent well
I had sorrowfully
dropped my mind into
But I will gain what I have lost
And if hope will allow
Grow back my jaw
And you will hear
The solution
To fill the well inside of you