I could tell you if I could muster the courage
How your words cut me deep
If a weapon more sharper than a tongue could be forged
Metals weapons could cease to exist!

For what cuts a human down
Is not the might of the steel
More fragile than your resolve
Is the balance of your will

When you decide to let the negatives lie by the wayside
A causal uncaring word seems to seep inside
Then like a venom its spreads out
To snap and **** your life and drain
Till your battling your mind
And scream you'll go insane

Your resolve has lost its test
Because the venom has killed the will.
Struck at the roots the evil knows its strength
Your heart is an unsuspecting victim
Your mind a playground vast and bare
Start from the heart where emotions stems
And spread to the mind and ****

The battles lost dear friend
At least momentarily
Dark clouds gather fog the space
A silver lining is hard to see

Chill out, wait out, hold on, stay low
No other weapon works against it
Perseverance is the only antidote
Let the storm abate, lower yourself
Hide yourself, gather yourself
NEVER did it last long
YOU (on the other hand) always will!

I was going to leave today but Love came
and lightly tapped my door.
As soon as I opened, oblivious to its intent,
it poured and whisked your name in to my place.
It sat contented at the end of my sofa while
I tried to reason with my hot cocoa tightly
clenched within my hands.
It asked for some and I gave my cup away
relenting to the oncoming shadow of the ending
of this day.

I was going to leave today and tightly shut the door
but,
what's the worst that could happen? Pondered Love.
Nothing to lose and nothing to fear-
Hoping for a yes with the possibility of getting “No.”
Live out in regret or knowing crystal clear.

Too many times
my heart has been
broken,
my spirit left
in tattered disarray.

All too often
I've responded
through the only method
I know.

Words.

Words written on
tear stained paper,
baring my soul
to anyone who cares.

Do you care?

I sometimes wonder
if anything I say
holds meaning
for anyone.

A question…
why should this
matter?

My broken heart reflects
inwardly,
to be dealt with
alone.

As I write my hurt,
I stop feeling.
My face smiles again,
a hint of a song
shines from my eyes.

Through every bit
of pain,
I learn to
grow
laugh

love.

And finally I resolve
that words
won’t hurt.

Seeking shelter during the storm
It’s not as simple as a run
Much more complicated than a fight
After all, how do you fight life?
With the will to live?
The idea is to survive
But the goal is to evolve
Me and my resolve
Proving to myself and the world
Better yet **** the world
It brings me problem after problem
All due to trivial delusions
That I have always left in the past
But just as I pass
Something jumps up to bite me in the ***
How much strength do I truly need?
The God they all fear
Doesn’t seem to believe in me
After all what’s the sense in blind faith
When all I see is pain
Maybe it expects more of me
Stop smoking ****?
Or maybe even to believe
But I can’t seem to hold on to that
I go to believe
And seem to be dragged further into hell