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I wrote this piece for a friend who lost her mother years ago.
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dust collected atop her hand
like a conquering ineptness
that taunts to scrape out
a flash point of some sort
It was a perennial happening
that s..
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a ridiculed soul deemed
worthless
trapped by society's
undefeated cruelty
one feet deeply buried
in the throat
the tittering grows louder
as h..
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You think
leaving footsteps around me,
would once again
trick me,
Into pursuing
you.
You think you
won when you walked away,
but the o..
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On rare occasion,
a memory of you pops up,
jagged, epoch, unwanted,
like a baleful
sign,
It comes
knocking at my door.
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I guess I was missing how empty you made me feel, how I felt like it was everything that mattered; that soul crushing, heart wrenching emotion. I was ..
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Don't leave me whole, leave me broken; broken enough to make me miss you, butwhole enough to make me strong.Strong enough to make me want to walk away..
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She hated every fiber of his being,
the way he would carelessly call out her name,
like it was something beautiful
he had engraved on his ..
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Kill my heart so
it can live forever,
If
not in you,
then
at least in
between the lines
of
the brokenness
and shattered
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I know it’s inevitable
how
I’ll eventually be broken my thoughts will run amok
my
heart ripped into pieces
my
soul torn a..
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