We laid there in underbrush just watching the sun dancing through the trees as the breeze whispered in our ears. Hand in hand we danced through the fields of the tall grass watching sunsets on the highest hill we could see. The sunsets gave way to the stars and we gave into our inner most desires. The fire crackled as I rode above you eyes locked in deep passions. The rhythm of our body’s moving t...
I breathe you in so deep so that I might become you. I might reflect who you want me to be and try to morph into the thing that might catch your eye. I don’t know how to draw the line that separates your mind to mine and I might adapt to think the way you do. See the way you do and the things you want me to see. An open book for you to write in my pages the story that you want to sell. Ventriloqui...
The aftermath of you was something no person should have to experience. As quickly as you walked into my life you tore your way back out leaving no part unbroken. The black pit that used to be my heart aches at the sound of your name. Even in passing conversation the sound of your voice in the hall kills me the same. I cannot breathe anymore because I feel not worthy of air. You took a sweet innoc...
You should leave she yelled. Pushed to the limit of what her psyche could handle. Yet he stayed just shoving her past the point of control. So why should it be a surprise when she woke up covered in his blood. Soaked through her white jeans it was quite a scene. So now she’s in a padded room seeing flying stars dancing around the moon and the drooling starts. Fades to black and she lost again. She...
Roses are red... why is that the beginning to so many great poems? Roses come in all sorts of colors like pink, yellow, and blue. So why is it that red are the most important? Well red roses are my least favorite not that you remembered because for every Valentine’s Day or birthday that’s what you always come home with. I hate red roses they symbolize just how worthless our marriage really was. I ...
The day Harriet returned ruined my life. My evil twin sister steps foot back into the house that she almost burned down the last time she was here. Adrenaline is pumping my heart is thumping and my feet take off. My dad yells my name and tells to come back. It’s all white noise in the background now fight or flight and my feet chose for me. I will not deal with this I can’t deal with this. The hor...
Trying for new beginning how easy that might seem. I alway struggle to try to change even the slightest thing. With the new year underway I think of all the new possibilities. Where to go? Who to be? What to change? Should I make a new me? New thoughts spinning around my head, old thought clingy not to be dead. New paths to be crossed, paths to change directions. All heading back to the same cross...