15 Monday Sep 2014
Posted in Poetry
It always seemed so easy
The way you justified it all
No matter your actions
The fault was never your own
Breaking an already
All too broken boy
Because someone else
Had already broken you
You told your story
About how bad it was
As if that somehow
Made it all seem ok
Because they were monsters
To you as little boy
You thought it wasn’t your fault
That you had become one too
It always seemed so easy
The way you justified
Your sins against me
With the sins against you
13 Saturday Sep 2014
Posted in Musings
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I’ll never thank you
For running away
But I’ll respect
That you wanted to
Or needed to
And I’ll stop chasing
It aches just saying that
Fucking aches
My dragons hurt
And so do I
It will never be the same
And I guess this is as close
As I will get to saying
I love you, Goodbye
13 Saturday Sep 2014
Posted in Poetry
I know what pain is
It’s broken mirrors
And bloody knuckles
I know what pain is
It’s scattered dreams
And twisted nightmares
I know what pain is
It’s dark and dusty rooms
And innocence lost
I know what pain is
It’s a broken family
And terrible secrets
I know what pain is
It’s loving someone
And not being loved back
I know what pain is
It’s uneven graves
And tarnished headstones
I know what pain is
It’s masks with fake smiles
And the ugly truth beneath
I know what pain is
It’s who I am
And everything I’m not
I know what pain is
It’s that day you died
And I did not
12 Friday Sep 2014
Posted in Musings
How do we go back and undo the things we’ve done? How do we put them back to the way they were? How do we move forward when the current pulls us back?
I don’t know the answers to any of these, and more importantly, I don’t know if we should even if we knew how.
As enticing as backwards looks, it never leads anywhere. Forward may not lead to where we want to be, but at least it leads us somewhere.
So maybe the question isn’t “how do we go back?” But rather “how do we live with what’s forward?”
10 Wednesday Sep 2014
Posted in Poetry
09 Tuesday Sep 2014
Posted in Poetry
I have seen the fading light
From sad dying eyes
Wiped away stinging tears
Of the last mortal cries
I held her softly in my arms
As she let out her final breath
I never knew her life was troubled
I hoped she found peace in death
I thought back to all those smiles
And wondered how many were fake
How often she wore a happy mask
Just for everyone else’s sake
There was so much I didn’t know
She told me everything in a final note
I had no idea how much we shared
I’d been through everything she wrote
Her last breath I’ll remember always
She whispered softly my name
And I felt everything completely shift
Since then nothing has been the same
09 Tuesday Sep 2014
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Waking up from
A bitter midnightmare
Still not sure
What is hell
And what is real
Maybe both
I still can’t tell
Broken dreams
From what
I can touch and feel
Sleep always comes
At too step as price
Reliving old memories
Opening wounds
That will never heal
06 Saturday Sep 2014
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The ghosts of who we were
Of who we could have been
Constantly haunting
and tormenting me
Should I exercise those spirits
Forever closing a door
That never quite opened
Or do I let them linger
Paying the price
In the currency of torment
So that I always have a piece
Of what we used to be
Of what we might have been
06 Saturday Sep 2014
Posted in Poetry
I thought maybe
That I could fly
But I’ll never know
You broke my wings
Before I could even try
You said because
You didn’t want me to die
But maybe you just
Couldn’t stand the though
Of just you and not you and I
01 Monday Sep 2014
It’s getting harder to remember
What you looked like
I’m scared
That once I forget
You’ll be gone for good
Why is it
That the memories I want
Seem to fade away
And the memories I hate
Seem burned in, here to stay
Too many memories
More bad than good
And I wish I could pick
The ones to keep
And the ones to lose
I swear I try to keep you close
But when I close my eyes
I can’t see your eyes anymore
Please don’t leave me
Not again
Wounded Memories 