#frayed
our clothes,
our tattered clothes
are torn up and frayed,
unsightly and stained
the bindings are strained,
they fit no longer
the hemming gave 'way,
they hold no longer
our feet,
our blistered feet
are cut up, in pain,
aching, inflamed
their will's been bent,
they heave no longer
their life's been spent,
they move no longer
our hearts,
our hollowed hearts
are battered and bruised,
worn out and used
all has been drained,
they bleed no longer
their thumping has waned,
they beat no longer
our hopes,
our shattered hopes
are blackened and greyed,
broken, dismayed
all has been lost,
we hope no longer
we're wont to last,
we yearn no longer
our souls,
our flustered souls
are darkened and swayed,
lost and derailed
their glow's been dulled,
they shine no longer
their flow's been culled,
they live no longer
our hands,
our calloused hands,
tho' wounded and gashed,
hardened and bashed
are all we have to show at the end of the day...
Jun 22, 2025
Jun 22, 2025 at 8:51 PM UTC
our clothes,
our tattered clothes
are torn up and frayed,
unsightly and stained
the bindings are strained,
they fit no longer
the hemming gave 'way,
they hold no longer
our feet,
our blistered feet
are cut up, in pain,
aching, inflamed
their will's been bent,
they heave no longer
their life's been spent,
they move no longer
our hearts,
our hollowed hearts
are battered and bruised,
worn out and used
all has been drained,
they bleed no longer
their thumping has waned,
they beat no longer
our hopes,
our shattered hopes
are blackened and greyed,
broken, dismayed
all has been lost,
we hope no longer
we're wont to last,
we yearn no longer
our souls,
our flustered souls
are darkened and swayed,
lost and derailed
their glow's been dulled,
they shine no longer
their flow's been culled,
they live no longer
our hands,
our calloused hands,
tho' wounded and gashed,
hardened and bashed
are all we have to show at the end of the day...
Jun 11, 2025
Jun 11, 2025 at 5:30 AM UTC
_Lend me your biography; your innermost-ness,
Your secret shame; your hidden struggles,
And I shall gift you words.
A language woven with silk,
Borrowed from my own unravellings,
Frayed edges, now mended.
Let me help you thread the needle,
So that you may quilt your scattered pieces together,
And, in time, find yourself whole again._
Sep 19, 2019
Sep 19, 2019 at 10:48 PM UTC
Frayed to the touch
Your little electric shocks,
Wind me up
And spin me round.
Dizzy on nothing
I stumble to the floor
Falling deeper down.
This emotional twister
Sweeps me off
And dumps me right-side up.
Without a brain, and
My fancies out of control,
Well, my darling,
I’m afraid I’ve lost and
I’m fraying right before your eyes
Mar 26, 2018
Mar 26, 2018 at 10:53 PM UTC
the holes run together to make nothing
that consumes everything
torn to bits with nothing left to rebuild
pulling threads from passersby
gluing them in spit and sparkles
forming the fabric of a frayed future
hidden behind that toothy grin that blinds the best of 'em
a bit of accidental charm and sparkles turn gems
catching the moon you just hung
besotted sot
truth like poison thick on spirited tongue
can't believe what the bottles tout
can't trust liquid truth in ashen breath
dragons of legend breathe Fireball lies
that smell of candy and taste like the death
of tomorrow's enamoration
Jan 22, 2018
Jan 22, 2018 at 6:51 PM UTC
An external explosion concluded it
She woke up from stagnant sleep
Light pierced her eyes and wounds
Squirming cringing she crawled out
The new day awaiting her existence
Poured her the drink of life
Then she grew straight and strong
Walking on her two frayed feet
Everything was clean blue bright
His blackness stayed in her heart
Sep 4, 2016
Sep 4, 2016 at 2:19 AM UTC
He laid the weight on her
Words heavier than hell
She carried them all
On her head in her heart
For once she truly lived
Only where she belonged
In his frayed arms
In his gray mind
Aug 13, 2016
Aug 13, 2016 at 7:53 PM UTC
Do you remember my wool sweater:
How the fibers used to catch on your wristwatch
And tangle themselves in the buttons on your checkered shirt?
Those loose threads said what I was too afraid to—
Don't let go;
Stay just a little longer.
Fiber after fiber, they unraveled,
Until that old wool sweater was tattered and frayed and scattered—
Softly curled strings on shirt edges and neckties,
A memory begging not to be forgotten.
Even after all this time,
I'd bet you still find specks of red on your pillowcases
Or on your jacket as you ride the bus to work.
I hope you do.
Sep 14, 2015
Sep 14, 2015 at 2:16 AM UTC
This out of tune piano,
knows just how I feel.
Each key I play,
cries in disharmony.
No difference in the keys,
than in my life today.
No difference in my mind,
than what I play.
Broken rhythms and fragmented thoughts,
are all I have left in this splintered heart.
Why can't I find myself?
Why can't I find a way?
Why can't I live my life
without feeling my life has frayed?
The ends are frayed.
Apr 27, 2015
Apr 27, 2015 at 2:05 PM UTC
I don't know how to cover the miles,
Hell, I don't even quite know how I feel,
But I know that tonight we're both alone.
I wish I could just hold your hand,
Hold you close and tell you, "I'm here."
Physically transcending the miles between
Seems impossible for you and me.
How do you hold broken bones together;
How do you dig one grave in two places?
We're buried under the rubble together,
But I can't grab on to you darling.
How can we keep each other from sinking?
We can't even sink with one another.
I just want to be able to kiss your cheek,
And show you I'm real and here for you,
But I don't know how to cover the miles...
Hell, I don't even quite know how I feel.
I just want us to stop having to be alone.
Jan 5, 2015
Jan 5, 2015 at 10:00 PM UTC
I have a heart made of
Red
Tissue
Paper,
It is easily
Torn so be
Gentle,
For many
Have tried to burn it,
Flames
Edges
Frayed
But still partly whole
Others just thought
It would be appropriate,
To first brake it
Then rip it apart,
My heart is made of tissue paper
And many tears has it dried within my heart
Oct 6, 2014
Oct 6, 2014 at 6:51 PM UTC
my neglected heart
so frayed, so dry, so weary
only longs for love
May 14, 2014
May 14, 2014 at 1:18 AM UTC
To you, I was nothing
To you, I was nothin
To you, I was nothi
To you, I was noth
To you, I was not
To you, I was no
To you, I was n
To you, I was
To you, I wa
To you, I w
To you, I
To you,
To yo
To y
To
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May 5, 2014
May 5, 2014 at 11:18 PM UTC
Fire shower
Failure blade
Loss of power
Confidence frayed
Apr 27, 2014
Apr 27, 2014 at 5:30 PM UTC
a cosmic heartbeat
lost in time,
suspended in space
a cold embrace
nebula eyes and milky way skin
never to commit a sin
asteroid temper and moon cold grace
dancing in a frayed chase
Apr 15, 2014
Apr 15, 2014 at 9:34 PM UTC