Do you grieve

For someone still alive?

Do you long for someone

Sitting right in front of you?

I know I do...

The stranger in the street was yesterday my friend, a close friend and family. But like the saying goes all good things must come to an end. Not even a smile in my direction is she willing to send. How hurtful it was that you could so calmly exit my life, not to be bothered with answers or goodbyes. Please share with me the ability to put our memories in some kind of box or locked archive? How you...

This stranger in the street was once my friend yesterday. A week ago, they were just an acquaintance. A year ago, I only knew their name. And now, they’re a stranger? Erased. Gone. All I know is that we were once friends, and that we were close. Nobody knew about my friend except for me. Nobody could see my friend. Sometimes I wonder if I would recognize them if I saw them in the street. But no, t...

I cannot waste this time

If I am to do anything of significance

I must drag myself out of the depths of my unexplained misery

And stand confident

And look to the future

And know myself

I must be grateful

And be at peace

But even when I am loved by many,

Wrapped in an embrace

Claiming some sort of faith

I am sad and lost

And scared.

So scared.

Truly, how long can I sit and cry

Bef...

the next day on the news

we will hear about the bus crash in california

we will not know of the mother who hugged her baby to her chest

the old couple that kissed for the last time

the young man that kept his eyes wide open

the small girl that flew into the window

we will see the numbers

and our day will carry on just a bit more dampered....

Spotted across the hall

merely a glance now

hate the silence I made

I'd kill to take away the haze

This stranger in the street,

was yesterday my friend

now shrouded by the haze I made

silence doesn't help...

This stranger in the street

Was yesterday my friend.

Wait, no.

Not yesterday.

When was the last time I called her a friend?

Was it when she first betrayed me?

Or did we truly make up since then,

Only to collapse again?

Was it when she hijacked my body,

My mind?

Was it when she invited herself in,

Took over my actions,

And convinced everyone she was still me?

I’m not sure.

I don’t know when I start...

“We need to talk to you”

“We’re worried about you”

“We’ve noticed some things”

“Don’t hurt yourself”

“We love you”

“We’d never get over it”

“We’re scared”

I’m shaking

And as I take it in

I force myself to look mad, numb or sad

But that’s a lie

What I really want to do

Is ...

In each farewell, I pledge to keep the pain at bay,

But with each turn, another friend slips away.

I caution others: I'm not always easy to love,

Yet they promise to stay, but I know they won’t.

True ache lies in mourning someone still alive,

Each best friend, past or present, holds a special place.

Be it a lesson learned or a cherished memory,

I don't regret a single moment; they've impacted me...

Yesterday was simple

Even if it did not seem to be

Though last night I shuddered in my bed

Alone from sunset ‘til the moon did sleep

You didn’t want to chase me longer

And though I didn’t want to run

I didn’t realize hunting for Us

Would have been my greatest fun

I see the strangest, normal things

And think of you and I

And though you’re here, you are not near

I hurt you, yet I cry

I see you in...