A knife to the chest I could barely breathe,
You hit me when I was at my weakest,
You knocked me down when I was already on my knees,
I begged you to stop, I even said please,

You slammed my head into the wall,
You didn’t stop til I started to crawl,
Is this what makes you feel like a man?
Leaving a woman unable to stand?

You grabbed me by the shoulders and wouldn’t stop shaking me,
Another argument gone awry,
I gave you a taste of your own medicine,
Then you saw what it’s like to be hit,

I punched you in the face as hard as I could,
You saw stars and nearly blacked out,
I heard my own voice screaming,
“This is what you did to me,”

Pushing and pushing until I snapped,
You ***** me, you hit me, you verbally abused me,
It was about time I fought back,
Like a lion I started to attack,

Then one day I looked in the mirror,
Realizing I too had become an abuser,
You were my poison and much more,
I knew I had to push you out the door.

In the blink of an eye you were gone,
In another relationship immediately,
I knew exactly what you were up to,
When she reached out to me because you ***** her too,

I’ll never have justice for what you did,
What you put me through,
I’ll never know what it’s like to see you behind bars,
Even after all the beatings and scars,

It’s going to be so hard to say this,
But I forgive you for what you did,
I forgive myself for what I’ve done,
I’ve finally learned to put down the gun.
-SC

Don't speak directly to her--
you will melt the skin  off
     her bone-frame

Instead,  find parallel-words--

ones that will  float alongside her
as she walks,  so as she is able-
she can pluck them--  like
wild roses  alongside the highway

Sometimes, love takes a
   tremendous
amount of creativity--

the name of the game is
    its destination..
not  the control of its path

You.
You mean so much
to me,
to the world,
to my heart,
to everyone around us

so everytime we part…

I’m at a loss,
without you,
without the one I want to protect the most,
the one I feel with, not for,
because I feel it with my all,
like its my own,
with you,

like you are home.

I worry about us
I really do
because I put my all inside of you.

I do this a lot, I find-
with the women that get me in a bind.

but this is different,
because you are you,
you are male,
you are a best friend,

one with whom I just never want to see the end…

usually, I know it’s not far
I know I will last
reunited by the New Year’s star.

but this time is different,
because of you,
because I know you are hurting,
I know you are far,
I want to protect you,
and give you my all.

I’m scared of the time
the time to think on my own
to worry
and wonder

and miss my “You” home.

for now,
I will wait
I will see you again
but I can’t stop the hurting

I can’t not miss my friend.

If nobody has told you yet:
You are brave for doing what you did.
Everybody knows it.
I just thought it was about time you knew it too.

Apart from the pathological,
there are divine moments  of saving--

A diving catch of the heart, if you will..
a defibrillation,  through either words,  
or action:

A restoration back into normal heart-rhythm..
the causing of a heartbeat-race
(to the point of nearly burst)
a jump-start, if you will
(a poetically-induced, mouth-to-mouth, resuscitation)..

This inclination  towards  incantation--
the one, nearly feverishly-spoken..
into all things, caged..
into all things, bound.

There is a ship-- set somewhat,sail
on ocean;  turbulent,
yet not quite, ghosted.

There is a wind that will always remain
for those,  who's sole(soul)-choice

                          is to but   inhabit.

If you're suffering from mental health issues
Know that you are not alone.
If you woke up today and reading this right now
I am extremely proud of you.
It takes only the bravest of heart
To put up with all this crap.
You are still fighting the war in your head
And very soon you'll win, my love.
If you just hang on a little longer
Those demons will get tired of hurting you and let go.
You might feel like you are buried
and everything in life seems hopeless.
But I tell you there is hope.
Everything in life is temporary.
Seeds have to be buried for flowers to grow.
Don't be ashamed, love.
Mental illness is not a disgrace.
It's a sign of strength of how far you've come.
Ask for help, don't feel bad.
The more you talk about it,
The better you will feel.
Trust me it does.
Learn to love yourself, that's the first step to get out of depression.
Look into the mirror and see the beauty you possess within.
The gems behind all the scars and skin.
You have to understand that depression is only a illusion.
The more you feed it the more it grows.
Unless you value and take care of yourself
Only then can you **** the monsters in your head.
I know it's not easy but nothing good comes easy.
You need to look into the mirror
Love the person you see.
You have been through so much and here you are,
Be proud of that.
Know that you are loved
And learn to love you.
Make peace with your loneliness.
Be proud of everything you do,
Even if it's just breathing.
Be proud of you.
Baby steps, my love.
You got this. I know you do.....

My heart aching

my mind racing

I know you need me

you can't see me


I am here

every step of the way

you are not alone

I hold your hand


you will never walk alone

I don't care how

but you will know

you will feel me...

...right here