Memories
Spiraling cruel and hurtful
Always turning
Always spinning
Always ending
Right where they began
Right Where They Began
My Market a Barrage of Words
My library is a market of books
A barrage of words
Lifting off the pages
And entering the mind
Unconditional My Curse
For some reason, I’m stuck being kind to you.
My mind won’t form the chaotic words that seethe on the tip of my tongue.
My eyes won’t glare with the hatred that I know I should feel.
And my heart won’t stop beating with rhyming words of love.
Like a spell slipped under my pillow at night…
I….
Hate myself….
… Unconditional love, my curse.
A Moment, A Second, A Minute
A pause
That’s what I need
But time won’t let me have it
A moment
Is what I starve for
With just me and you
A second
Is what I beg for
To get lost in the emotions
A minute
That’s what I plead for
To forget losing you
Bliss Seeping Away
Carve me a smile
With the tilt of your eyes
Glistening wetness
Tears rain and glide
Blissfully broken
Your glee starts to seep
Face lost and broken
Sobs turn to weeps
Blaze all Your Dreams
Lost
Broken
In darkness all night
But in darkness there’s power
True strength will rise
You’ll burn like a Phoenix
Soar and blaze all your dreams
You’ll empower your hour
And reach all your means
Micro-Stresses as Constellations
Some days are just steep in emotions
Some days are just raw
And some days are constellations of micro-stresses forming with no end
Broken Lullaby
The weight of your goodbye lingers. Like gravity it shoves me down into a worthless hole feeling like I may never rise again. Crude, raw, and deafening your words were spoken. A broken lullaby to curse me for life.
If I had You
If I had you
I could consult you for a dream
You could teach me lessons
Make my whole self me
We could discuss my shaky future
And make all my goals come true
We could work together
If only I had you
Nothing to See
Shame is on the tip of your tongue
Your deep-seeded hatred for me
To think we use to be as close as neighbors
Until you made me nothing to see
Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul 