love is the lie that keeps us alive.

we yearn for its silhouette

we cry when we lose it’s brittle touch

we twist our minds into hallucinations

just hoping that the dream doesn’t fade

because really, a dream is all love is.

a nightmare....

If your hand could reach inside my heart, what would you do with it?

Would you protect it from being crushed into a thousand pieces?

Would you keep it warm in the desperate cold of the night?

Would you whisper to it that everything will be OK?

Or would you tear it to shreds because I let myself be vulnerable to you?

Would you crush it between your fingers so the last feeling I ever have is trapped...

Tears trace my cheek

Staining my sorrow

Stinging my open wounds

He is gone

Never coming back

Into my sight.

Trees shade my steps

Leaves caress my silhouette

Wind whispers softly into my ears

“Even the dead tell stories”

And I stop in my tracks.

The house creaks with old wood

The doors slam with wonder

I wrap my blanket around distress

Because even though I know he’s gone

Even the dead tell stori...

Lines blurred the depths of impractical

All of your tactics have held me accountable

For not just the things that I did but the things you did

Endless, infinite fractal

Don’t know the things that I know that you lack

All of the sun and the clouds and the storms you hid

Thought that you could make me spin?

Thought that you could make me lost?

I know you thought you would win

But I’m alive

I can see...

“I missed you,” I sob as she lays on the blue carpet, her life pouring out to stain it purple. “I’m so sorry I was never there for you.”

“You were always there when…” She choked. “When I needed you,” her voice whispered. She spoke but her eyes were lifeless. “I love you.”

I fight back tears as I can’t say it back. Instead, I’m angry. “Always so selfish… YOU were never there for ME. Goodbye.”

Th...

Beyond the darkness

I reach for the light

But the light

Stays just out of reach.

Beyond the cold

I seek the warmth

But the warmth

Evades my seeking.

Beyond your hate

I’m begging for your love

But your love

Ignores my begging.

I wish, just for once,

That what lies beyond me

Would lay beneath me;

In my arms....

I can’t stop

Thinking about how

You can’t help

But

Talk to me

I want you to

Know I have always been your vent

Even though I

Can't delay

You

I don’t know if

It is me thinking

Or if it

Is your voice

I hear

All

The time when

I don’t know if I am crazy or if I just remember

I don’t know if I am crazy or if I just remember

The time when

All

I hear

Is your voice

Or if it

It is me thinking

I don’t know ...

Twinkle, twinkle, little star

How I wonder what you are…

Light beaming, bright

Shining

Scattered, plotted beneath

The veil of the dark

Each spark

A messenger;

Trailing found

They spin around

I wonder what you are.

I wonder why you are.

I wonder, for as we gather

The scrolls of knowledge

You still have so much mystery....

Like painted words across

The feared night sky

Light from all but the stars

Glimmers onto my fingertips.

Careful of my mysteries

For in it lies a final count

Of steps to take.

Heartbeat beats

Footsteps step

Rope burns from hesitation

And I can’t stop it.

Can you hear it?

Can you hear it call?

Minds twisted I wish it would stop

The calling grasps my wrists

Like a thousand chains

Say yes

Until a nod...

When time ends, you won’t be here. Neither will I. I can’t explain the drunken dizziness of the hopeless thought that fighting finds worth in an abundance of naught, that trying doesn’t matter when there’s a period at the end of the sentence.

When time ends, fear becomes free and freedom smiles in the face of fear. Babies are born with a fresh start but their ripeness fades with shallow care.

Wh...