Ever sit for hours, staring at the waves?
Until the sun sets, and the moon shines on the water.
But the moon doesn't shine. It just blocks out the sun.
No phone vibrations, no messages,
And you're too tired to reach out.
Realization hits like a wall of water,
Tumbling in a powerful grip
A cold shock seizes your muscles.
No one notices a ghost on the docks,
a problem that's drifted beyond the horizon
Maybe one day, the waves will calm,
But for now, you're pulled under,
Disoriented,
With saltwater stinging your eyes.
Fillings your lungs.
Into the depths of solitude.
I don't know if you'll survive,
But the waves are so beautiful.

You like to pluck the
bones of my ribcage, with your callous
fingertips
Till they bleed
Like I
pluck the strings of my
backwards guitar, and watch the
flowers wilt away

Used and abused, I am worn
I stay here then I am thrown
Dethroned from the table where once I sat
Now I am just a rag to pat the poo
And that’s a fact.

Ah, how quickly do
Nights age & shatter - like old glass.
How short lived, the stars

Roses fall, silent;
In moonlight, like pouring rain.
On the leaves, dew hangs

A girl with a crush
every pure thought in her heart
she buries deep
until she misses
the warmth of spring
the romance in the summer
and the fall season comes
only to realize that love is gone
the days
when she didn't have the courage
to say
the words
bloom in regret
black blue grenade
shrapnel wound
seems an eternity
when she carefully peels back memories
wrapped so tightly in time
she starts to see
a scintilla
pink and odd
a clutch of stars
dark red and blinking
every bit as pellucid
as the teardrop coalesced
in her eyes.

There's this girl who is invisible,
You can see her outline when it rains,
And though most don't,
I notice her,
And I sing to her songs about pain.

There's this girl who is invisible,
We've talked and I've quoted some poems,
And even though I can't see it,
I know that she smiles, alone.

There's this girl who is invisible,
She dances outside in the rain,
And sometimes I like to watch her,
As she dances to the songs I sing.

There's this girl who is invisible,
Sometimes she just stands all alone,
And if that is the case,
I come to her,
And I hold to her arm, and we go.

There's this girl who is invisible,
I saw her at first in the rain,
And we met when I brought an umbrella,
And we talked through the night and the day.

There's this girl who is invisible,
And only I stand by her side,
And even though,
I seem alone,
I pray that she's standing by mine.