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The pieces
Just kept falling
As I was
Walking away
By the time
I noticed
I had already
Fallen apart
Is it too late
To go back
And pick up
The pieces
~ of me
Or are they
Already gone
12 Tuesday Aug 2014
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The pieces
Just kept falling
As I was
Walking away
By the time
I noticed
I had already
Fallen apart
Is it too late
To go back
And pick up
The pieces
~ of me
Or are they
Already gone
12 Tuesday Aug 2014
Posted in Poetry
Today feels different
From yesterday
Which felt different
From the day
Before that
I Guess this is how
It is supposed to be
I just wish I knew
What I’m supposed to feel
11 Monday Aug 2014
Posted in Poetry
11 Monday Aug 2014
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Sleep
And I will protect you
Through the dark night
I’ll watch you breathe
And when the nightmares
Come for you
Gently I’ll guide you
To safer dreams
I’ll be here
When you close your eyes
And I’ll be here
When they open back up
So for now
Sleep
11 Monday Aug 2014
Posted in Poetry
We all have paths to walk
Whether those paths
Are meant to be walked
~ or not
Is not relevant
This path I’m on
It was never meant
To be walked
Filled with monsters
Of the worst kind
Including me
But this path
Carved before I could walk
Is the path I’m on
I’m not always alone
But still
Always alone
I want you
To walk with me
But I know
You can’t
And so
I continue
To walk alone
Well
~ not quite alone
You will be in my mind
~ and certainly
~ in my heart
10 Sunday Aug 2014
Posted in Poetry
In the darkest parts of me
I remember all the things
That I wish I could forget
I remember innocence lost
The good in me torn asunder
Left somewhere less than human
I remember all of the hurt
All of the ache and all of the pain
Until I was broken body and mind
I remember the anger building up
And how it wrapped around me
Until it swallowed me whole
But that’s the thing about
Being broke and broken
If you heal then you heal stronger
No matter how strong I’ve become
Those dark things still live
In the darkest parts of me
10 Sunday Aug 2014
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The difference between
Lust and love
Between
Deeply caring and in love
Between friend
~ and something more
Just a matter
Of frequency and intensity
The way the heart
Slips from one to the other
Sometimes out
Sometimes in
Some days I feel
None of it
Most days
I feel it all
Take my hand
Slip in
Slip out
Slip in again
~ and again
Slip with me
10 Sunday Aug 2014
10 Sunday Aug 2014
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I can hear the silence
Echoing in your voice
Those words not said
So much louder
Than the ones spoken
The way your silence
Tells me the truth
Your words never did
10 Sunday Aug 2014
Posted in Poetry