A departure no matter how sweet, never as much as the return
An old tongue roots himself again in my mouth
Reigns my words as they rise up behind my teeth
My lack of you is devout, and your return a worship may be
The knots we tie are ancient
I hear the cairns at the door to the nine realms whisper the words in my heart
You are missing, from me
Stones cry out when you hold your tongue
Do I know all things now
Or only those of little consequence to Odin

I think the most troublesome thing to me is the fact that not everyone is like me inside their mind, and that is sometimes the worst thing in the world to realize and the hardest thing I wish I could change, and at other times it the best possible thing to happen

The flowers blooming in Antarctica
Will be on our graves
We have loved the earth
The way most men love women
Not much at all
Not willing to listen or change
We **** her
With greed
For our short satisfaction

I almost became
The cross
On the side of the road

These tears have built more towers
Than your hands ever could

If you were a church
Oh the sins I would commit
To find a reason
To come to you

gray and gay
black to black
white and tie
purple and pearl
pink on ink
yellow so mellow
green like dream
all lost in the sea

I pull away
Like the sand from the shore
Only to throw myself against you again
The moon is full
She lights my way
I rush to you
And break upon your arms

Red flags are the asterisk next to your name, footnotes I am to careless to read.

If my heart were lighter then my wings wouldn't have to work so heard
My broken arms are bent in exhausted unnatural formations
The lines on my face are deep etched scars
And the heaviness in my steps leave a sodden trail
The tears from my eyes are heavy drops of lead
My shoulders slumped in defeat of this life
A tired neck arched to a delicate broken brow
An accursed face with no joy only sorrow
Just another moonbeam waiting for tomorrow

Swept out of the womb
Towards a shore of freedom
Eyes hungrily seeking
A brave new world
Pilgrims and pirates set sail
For a land of untold riches
Finding shores of desolate sand
And fields of maize

Mother calls you home
"Come back to me" she cries
The gentle ears of a new country
Ignore the ringing call

Rebuke comes
Followed by armies of red coats
Thirteen fingers reaching
For the freedom within its grasp
Thirteen toes digging
Into soil it wishes so keep

Pain in the chest
And love in the heart
Don't tear this new country apart
England, fair well
Do drop in for tea
But not in Boston
Because the tax isn't free

People sometimes say,
You don't have to sleep alone
But I didn't know
My nights were yours to own

You tried to take
Things that can only be given
Forced me to believe
That dying was truly living

Didn't want blankets
To get in your way
So you took my heart
And threw it away

So many parts
Taken without privilege
Left with scars
And night to re-live

You spilled your lies
Inside of my weakened soul
And said "It's okay"
"It will make you feel whole"

So as my emptiness
Spilled out on the sheets
I knew my life
Had took different streets

So many twists
Like curves on my body
I tried to be good
But you wanted naughty

I beat myself up
For the scars you inflicted
I gave you a bucket
I wish you had kicked it

So dark was the night
Brighter than your intention
But the light came again
Something you forgot to mention

I should have run
At the first "I Love You"
It was a bad lie
But what could I do?

Three weeks in
And I wanted to die
After one night
I should have said goodbye

Instead of kissing
The scars on my frame
You made them anew
And wrought me in pain

I wanted to get over
But you wanted to come in
And so I died
On the outside and within

The illusion of glass
To walk right through
But I could see
The evil in you

Trapped in the sheets
You tangled my soul
You strangled my heart
And now I don't know

What it is
To breathe fresh air
Because this gas
Tastes like your share

You cavorted inside
To never break me out
I knew you were
Bad, never a doubt

I wanted to breathe with my heart, whispering...

I hope you find your happiness
I hope to God you make your healing
If love was tangible
It would be a blanket to keep you warm on the nights so cold and soulless
It would be the way home on the night of the weakest moon
It would be my hand winding through yours like a vine

A dreamer kisses a canves, because even if there is no beauty to be seen in something, it can be made
A vessel, no less, no greater than the intentions
Just as the hands who work it are folded in prayer

I wanted to breathe with my heart
Wanted to kiss with my hands
I'm learning to love though
As only a fool can

Last night I was hurting
I felt six years old, again
No matter how loud the music plays
How hard I cover my ears
I cannot change
The way my mothers voice sounds
It echoes from the inside

I do not remember you
You are a strange man
A nightmare
When you crawl into my bed
Your touch all too familiar
I am a mute
To your headless horseman
We are both ghosts
You, passing through my body
Haunting, screaming, possessing
And I, a detached soul
Slipping from a warm body

I ask myself
Maybe my father never knew love
That is why he cannot show it
I turn to look at my youngest brother
I never knew love either
But to him
I cannot help but show it

Run me back
To the house on the hill
To where the trees grow thicker
Perhaps that is where I get my skin from
Today, it will not hold my rage
Still, I feel contained

I am choking on the air that is to thick to breathe
Crying through the fears trying just to see
The light at the end of the hall
I try to walk but stumble and fall
Just another trip down memory lane
Reliving all the pain

"Pain demands to be felt"

"Okay?"

I use them over and over again
Some mean nothing
Some have depth

I yell some
I shout others

I whisper them in the dark

The comforting sounds

The peaceful noises

They fill my head

Some alive some dead

Some filled with horror

Some filled with dread

Some people I wish would just use actions instead

I can breathe
I can breathe
The air that's pushing out from my diaphragm
Is humid and labored
I can breathe
The blood circulating to my hands
Stops at the leather around my wrist
Animal skin is not the only contact on mine

I can breathe
I used to tie cherry stems with my tongue
Now I bite it as ropes tighten
A second ribcage around my chest
A necklace around my throat
The carcass kiss of summer dripping
Warm wax on my thighs

I can breathe
Breathe into me
Your love, devotion, possession
Fill my senses
Tighter

I can breathe

Will you be my valentine?
The one who warms the hands of the broken hearted.

Your destiny may not be written in the stars
But your dreams are
Your troubles may count more than the grains of sand alone the beach
But your hope fills the oceans
Your beauty may sink to the bottom of the depths
But beauty comes from the inside
Your tears may be heavier than rain
But they shine more than the diamonds in the mines

Your world may not make sense
But it should or there would be no purpose for you
You may owe many debt
But remember the war isn't over yet
Your longing may have run dry
But your love expands past galaxies

Your destiny may not be written in the stars
But your dreams surpass all knowledge
Your story may not be written in the sky
But the days spell out your legacy
Your life may now know this world
But your heart beats in time with the tide
Your passion may be held captive by lies
But only you can set it free

Your destiny may not be written in the stars
But your dreams are. Believe.

My quiet you say speaks the loudest
The dark you say spreads so much light
The ocean you say is the driest of all
The dessert you say quenches your thirst

Sleep you say only makes you tired
The food you eat only makes you hungry
The silent beating of my heart you say echoes like thunder
The air you say chokes you like being ducked under

The cold you say has never felt so warm
The sun you say chills you to the bone
But my love is the only thing that is real
Its the only thing that feels right

Have you heard the sound
The mouth makes
When the heart breaks
So loud it looks like screaming
But it couldn't be more silent

Stop the train
Cut the engine
Let the coal fall from the shovel
I need to go back
In order to fix my future
I need to turn around

I'll tell you how I feel
I don't care if I never heal
I'll stop every arrow
I'll block every blow
I just need to tell you
So that you can know

I loved you. I love you. And I always will.

keep breathing in poetry
and exhaling unwound emotions
dusting off dreams a gift to the star
praying to the dictionary god
and the rhyming wizard
dreaming for a clearer tomorrow
and a brighter future

If I could articulate as well as I think
If I could speak as much as I care
I think you would truly understand me
But if you just tired to love me
I wouldn't have to work so hard to heard

Will these walls ever come down?
I freak out every time they crack!
The windows are nice
A little light is okay.

But please I need them up
Surrounding me, to feel safe.
I could never have a guard
To take the walls out of place

Red lights know nothing of the lines below
When it rains again
Maybe they will touch them
Your reflection is beautiful too

If you ever needed love
I would play you until my fingers bled
Your strings biting into my skin
What is a taste of pain to a beautiful melody

I was stupid; like a blind girl waiting to see the sun
I was hopeful; like a blind girl waiting to see the sun
I was in the dark; like a blind girl waiting to see the sun
I tilted my face to the sky; like a blind girl waiting to see the sun

I forgot how sweet your voice is
When even in my trembling
You speak to me with kindness
Even angels, long to look into these things
And yet in our humanity
It seems these days are just for us

8.2
I will be okay
8.3
It is harder to breathe
8.6
My skin itches
8.9
My head hurts
9.2
I just...
9.5
Life.
9.6
Maybe
9.7
This is pretty bad
9.8
I'm done
9.9
Wait! Wait. Its okay

6.4
Tomorrow is coming
Tomorrow is almost here
5.4
Hey, think of the people who love you
4.9
I will see myself in the mirror tomorrow

It felt good
The way you kissed my neck
It would feel better
To run my car over your face

Psychopathic tendency's
Uncontrollable liars

It was sweet
The way you hugged me
It tasted better
The poison on your tongue

Acid and arrows
Cupid's fate