loud footsteps on old floors the tile chills your spine as you run run run run away from the dreams thoughts haunting your sleep like a predator to its prey you are hunted in more ways than one sleep brings on the fear so you don’t do that anymore now, you run run run run … More #0120
some words taste better than others on the tongue but none taste nearly as bittersweet as each syllable each consonant as the clear, defining whisper of a word that is silence
has your mother ever told you that it isn’t polite to stare? but i can’t help myself as I look into your eyes and I see so much going on underneath the muddles browns and greys that I couldn’t look away. Can one person be so open and so reserved? What else is going on … More #1223
I tried to call you today but I couldn’t bring my fingers to the screen and they shook too much so I ended up calling a 1-800 number and started crying about how unfair it all is (“it” I don’t really know and neither did the lady that answered my call) and why I can’t … More 1112
color me in shadows with dark paint and brush strokes so fine that I can barely be seen. wish me in the clouds whisk me away to a world unknown and bright and so, so blue- picture me lost in this unknown world so blue and I, in the shadows, am lost to the ways … More #1007
take toll of the decision to let live and let go. to a time when the sounds of birds chirping signified nothing in particular. because sounds of the living were a behavior of all. before things got tense and words were clipped with short tones and course voices when the birds didn’t chirp
I keep all my feelings hidden deep inside my ribs where no light can shine and no whispers are can be caught between the fast-pace of my heart and the thoughts that always race through my body the insides of myself are so loud. but sometimes, outside forces get in and when they catch hold … More #0918
lost it all to the fall with wind ripping past my face jerking the tears from my eyes I wasn’t ready for the outcome, the effect so I jumped and I fell
one day, when the earth no longer shatters and the stars begin to fall and the moon splits in two halves of a whole one day, after all the flowers have wilted and dried up in the cracked ground and water stops replenishing the forests and rivers become small streams one day, far past the … More #0917
life as we knew it changed in the lowly light from in which caged feeling escape and now all can see the expanses of my soul to yours like two trees intertwined in a growing wood we both begin to grow towards the sunlight hoping for the rays to expel all doubt
Quiet 