Ashes fall upon glazed eyes, long stilled Concealing blood and bones, a carnage landfill Right and wrong, causes and convictions all dead and gone Warriors from opposing sides, together rot, entirely forgot The past is covered, a carpet thick in grey Entombing all morals as it may Time births a fresh foundation, An unsuspecting generation Truth and lies trampled by innocent soles Every stride made is history as it’s laid...
Fire sparks a candle bright Small it shines against the night Cheerfully dancing in sweet innocence Leaving it completely exposed and defenseless Soon wind and rain pressure it to fade Causing it to flicker, cold and afraid Ashes drop from the shortening wick Hot wax pools and falls thick Darkness surrounds the little white light Ready to swallow it into the night
What lies within the darkest depthsIs brought to life in his stepsThe filth looked down on with disgustIs wallowed in from dawn to duskThe righteousness of spoken wordsCannot outshine the dark that stirsThough mouths are full of prayers and praiseThe heart and soul are empty gravesNo matter what fiction is writtenIn the end, no truth stays hidden
One seed blooming brightTwo petals opening wideThree raindrops watering downFour sun rays shining warmlyFive roots growing deepSix feet running bySeven giggles floating nearEight steps closing inNine breaths sniffing closeTen fingers breaking stemsZero seconds wilting dead
Through silence, we drift apartNothing to grow the connection of our heartsThough we were once intimateI fear the gap between us can never be metI hesitate to cut all ties, to finally say goodbyeThough I search the depths of my soulThe answers I seek I still don't knowMy thoughts drift back to long agoTo times, I cherish within my soulBut that was yesterday, the pastA point which we moved away from fastWe both try to hold...
As I sit and, thinkI try not to blinkTears well up insideNever to be criedWaiting, wonderingMemories skippingSticking, spinning roundA film without soundI turn, spin, twist, twirl,I trip, fall, unfurlStand, stagger, crumbleUnbalanced stumbleCollapse, giving wayShow hidden decayThe festering pastBursts through at long lastOne eye looks warySees the dark scaryOne knows, looks awayNot captured todaySoon I find my eyesLook th...
I run my finger through the sand Sending a message to whom I can Squiggles and curves make letters and words My thoughts form sentences to be read and heard I take my time to ensure I am clear Try as I might I can’t shake this fear I pour myself into what I have wrote Now that I have finished I dare to hope I know better of course I do For no one will see who I wrote this to All will look with a blind eye Smile and wave a...
The path was clear The way well lit No surprises no unexpected twists The choices were clean Simply black and white I dutifully followed Stepped well within the lines Then came turns bends and bumps The choices got harder The way seemed lost I found myself muddling through I could not see the light I did not know what was right Every choice affects the next If only I knew what the future would hold But that would be too e...
I know how dark the night can get I know how tight my skin can fit I know how deep the cut can go I know how much the hate can grow I know how heavy my chest can seem I know how loudly I can scream I know how thick my blood can drip I know how quick the coin can flip I know it waits 'til I'm alone I know it waits to cast a stone I know it wants to come back in I know it may one day win I know it hides 'til the dark of nig...
Smile and breathe easy Giggle and laugh softly Hug and pat gently Speak and agree politely Fake and pretend believably Act and behave perfectly Sob and cry privately Hurt and break secretly Crack and crumble silently Fall and fail inwardly Deny and joke lightly Lie and convince consistently Distance and detach safely Guard and protect fiercely Sleep and die nightly Live and be lonely
Once upon a time, there was a great big flower, she had survived terrible droughts and floods. But now, wanted to plant her own seeds in the planting season. She planted her first seed. She kept it close so she could shade it and shelter it as it grew. The seed grew to be a beautiful flower. She was dainty and very close with the great big flower. The dainty flower became a great mother flower herself, spreading her seeds...
