Grow up. You say you’re lost, Caught in the messiness of broken marriages. You’re just a child. You are not lost. Stop playing the victim. Respect me because I say so. Don’t expect me to earn it. You don’t get a voice. No platform for your opinions. Stop feeling. Stop needing. Be seen not heard. … Continue reading Child
relationships
Relevant
my dear your beautiful existance tethered to mine without you it is i who is irrelevant ... hold tight to me as fear like water nestles in the spaces between and you feel like floating away our anchored embrace will keep us from drifting
The Joke
Good morning, I say. Ask how you are? You share a sorrowful story. My heart aches. You laugh. ... I wish you the sincerest of good nights. You shrug, say you’ll try. Sadness lingers on your words. I, reaching to comfort. You laugh. ... My pain, silly thoughts, frightened words hiding from sound’s crescendo, my … Continue reading The Joke
Active Rest
Ignore it Put your hands over your ears Close your eyes Retract into a turtle’s shell Hiding From conflict From love From pain From anything real What a waste of life Breathe and take a risk A turtle only wins the race if he comes out of his shell Choose a path and move forward, … Continue reading Active Rest
Wine
It soothes. Collapses protective walls of anger. Vulnerability I become. I sink into the memory of your face against mine, so close warmth is intertwined. Lips magnetized yet remain separate, fearing the loss of any last remnants of control. Regret laces each additional sip.
Fade
Shards of glass fall uneven to where the picture dropped Protection of the memory unintentionally lost The memory sits and fade is the air we breathe Not replenished not replaced due to the cost ... A still image unvisited again Due to the pain it incites in the heart Eventually swept away by something unknowledgeable … Continue reading Fade
Behold my greatness
And when I behold my greatness, I falter. For great is a heavy word. What if I behold mediocrity? Yes, that feels right. For greatness is reserved for heroes, And I am no hero. I am simple and flawed, Trapped within insecurities I cannot defy. Trapped within feelings that Control my thoughts. What if I … Continue reading Behold my greatness
Untitled
I tripped backwards And as the falling fear took hold Your arms caught me Your voice reminded me Falling can be what saves you As long as you don’t let the ground stop you.
Mercy
Confused gentle eyes yearn for an explanation. Motherly arms wrap around him cradling him into place, as lying whispers reassure him it will be okay. ... The solemn executioner takes his trusting arm, injecting the poison into his pulsing vein. ... Wanting to believe it’s a serum of renewal, she is shocked awake by his … Continue reading Mercy
wasted anger
arms void of hands pulsing with the fierce need to fight powerless he chooses to go straight back into the mouth of the beast teeth illuminated he sees his end closes his eyes and waits for it to take its final bite
