Balance me on your heart
The way I’m to balance time in my life
But understand that there are moments to let me go
My mind may be slipping
The way old age takes to nipping
But my craziness isn’t your burden to hold
I’m Not Your Burden
The Eclipse’s Bloom
There are enough flowers
That belong to the dusk, sun, and moon
But the flower of the eclipse
Lives on in gloom
Only spreading its petals
When everyone looks away
Distracted by the phenomenon
That breathes it awake
To Stare Up
Lonely, desperate, despaired
I stare up at you
Orphan to a forbidden cause
I look to the face of the moon
You are the only one to smile back
From the darkness in the sky
To the pits I was abandoned
Until you brought light to my life
Never leaving me lonely
Following me to where I need to be
Always up there smiling
You let my soul and self be free
Spiral
Too much, I crumble
Too little, I wither
Give me a moment
I swear I’m no quitter
I’ll break off my legs
Burn my soul to the ground
To make sure my day
Is completed, profound
Inside I’m dying
Perfection a curse
But giving I live for
A must or I burst
Got to be the best mother
Got to be the best friend
Got to be the best writer
Wife, lover, no end
Healthy, I doubt it
Goal achieving is key
Got to fill me up somehow
To make you believe
Believe in how wonderful
How achieving I am
How smart and how worth it
Yours till the end
A Knock at Your Door
Horses gallop on my heart
As I walk my way to your door
Nerves tingle in my fingers
Making things I touch singe more
I’m a walking fire lit
Catastrophe on the way
It isn’t until I see your face
That my monsters hide at bay
Take me in your arms
Comfort, to bring my fire down
Shove away the real me
To somewhere she can’t be found
Strangers
Candles blown
Ashes skewed
Birthday cake
Another new moon
Driver here
Passenger there
We may be strangers
In the next Nowhere
Don’t Fret
Don’t fret
the rivulet
of not so kind words.
Do forget
the onset
of all needed unheard.
Don’t cry,
let tears run dry,
so you can finally let be.
Do try
to live not die,
so you can finally be free.
Ate Me Away
Brutal is the monster who doesn’t even know my name.
The man who devoured me.
Ate away my soul.
Day after day.
Only for loving you.
Perennial I Roam
My soul is reoccurring
Reborn every winter after death
New body, new depth, new life
Perennial I roam
Masks of Shamed Disguise
Are you weary of me?
As I am weary of you?
This back and forth between us.
This unanswered truth.
Are you tired of our dancing?
Of our fluttering lies.
Is this us trying to protect ourselves,
With masks of shamed disguise?
Regaining Lost Aspects: Mind and Soul 