Tide

One cut should do it. 

Deep enough to let life flow

From wrist to the floor. 

safeKeeping

As the last light of day

Fades beyond an ugly horizon

So fades hope

And reason

And will

The dark creeping 

And haunting 

And possessing 

I'm left to violently wedge remaining 

Light and feelings

Into a lock box

Protecting it from 

The stench of sulphur 

Until the sun returns 

Eisheth

It hurts

A hole in my chest

That burns and devours

The rest of my surrounding soul 

Use the balm of 

Your words 

Your gaze

Your love

Patchwork this broken girl

Mend and heal the rips

Kiss and hold the bruises

And never let me go 

Rescue

Immortal strength pushing forward

Never straying from the path

Total focus on

Reaching an unattainable goal

A fool's errand had been called and

Negativity had been hurled at him

Still he knew

In his heart

Glory awaited 

Everyone would see

No one would doubt

Torn hearts would be mended 

Passion

Ravage me with your

Writing. Make me breathless with

Every syllable. 

longingHeart

Useless feelings of love

Not returned

Restless feet and 

Endless heartbeats kept

Quiet and boxed 

Until you come around 

I've lost myself and you are a

Thousand miles away

Easy for you to ignore me

Dying for your touch 

For The Maestro

I sit quietly

Anticipating

Awaiting instruction

Yearning for The One

Who brings order to the chaos

Of my soul

An entire orchestra 

At His disposal

To use as He wishes

I am strings

And winds

And brass

And beat

Waiting to be used

With His manipulation

The taut strings soar higher

Than imaginable

The winds bring undercurrent that 

Threaten to drown

The brass is the lighthouse beacon

Cutting through fog

And the steady beat of His heart

Over

And over

And over again

Until the music is exhausted

I am the extension of His soul

And the very portrait of His vision

I am satiated

Once He lowers his baton

And smiles 

notGone

I thought I had

Removed all traces of you

No pictures

No contact

Emails deleted

Schedule rearranged

I thought I had

Removed every reminder

Until traces of red 

On my collar

Opened a floodgate 

Imaginarium

I hold his hands 

And we spin and spin

The wheatgrass tickles my calves

And his laughter rings in my ears

We twirl and giggle

Until the ground comes rushing at us

Dizzy and gasping for breath

The cerulean sky and marshmallow clouds

Slowly right themselves

While I reach over to hold his hand

And pretend I'm not 

In this field

Alone 

Homecoming

In the smokiest of rooms

That girl

She turned around

Surrounded by grey and haze

Scarlet lips were all I saw

I'd been gone too long

And they kissed away the

Rest of the world 

Duvet

And she was asleep

Before she knew it

All I could do was watch

Afraid to breathe

Afraid to shatter the beauty

Curved and bent

Hips and arms

Her porcelain draped over 

Royal Blue

Royalty

Shut up

Shut down

A ripped and bloody brocade gown 

Be still

Be right

Never let them see you fight

Don't peep

Don't cry

Only makes them wonder why

Hide marks

Hide thought

Mental pain is searing hot

Love worthless

Love scarred

A soul that's tortured, broken, marred

See night

See black

Another round upon the rack

Fly free

Fly far

They won't accept the thing you are

SO

Shut up

Shut down

And wear that mother fucking crown 

Ending

If you could only

Make the colors fade to black

For me forever.

Belong

Good Sir

A moment

Please take my dirty hands

And wash them

Kind woman

Share a scrap for

This hollowed shell of a soul

Is there anyone 

In the world 

Who will 

Claim me as Theirs

A million no's are worth

Just 

One 

Yes 

Singularity

One more tear

Slides down a forgotten cheek

One more week passes

As hunger finally gives way

To exhaustion

One more year

Spent clawing out of

A black hole

And one more soul spending 

One more eternity

Alone

Fading

There is red on my lips 

Tinted gloss still in my pocket

There is red on my fingernails

Lacquered and shiny

There is red in my hair

Highlights and lowlights and lights in between

There is red on my neck

A velvet collar marking me as claimed

There is red on my shirt

On my pants

On my skin

On the floor

As the blood slowly eats what it can

There was red in his eyes

Before he grabbed the knife 

And he painted the world to match

His vision 

Tumble

I don't think you understand 

It's because I'm bad with words

I can't explain how I feel

Tripping on sentences

Stuttering over thoughts

I'm not shocked

I'm on this island alone

Primary

Black holes

And vortexes

Swirling emotions

Jumbled and unrecognizable

Blended until separate colors

Just 

Turn 

Black

Behind

Unfortunate stumbles that

No one saw

Left behind with scraped knees and

Open wounds

Vital signs dipping 

All lights fading 

Because 

Loss is easier to

Embrace 

Online

The slave market

Such a delicious place

To browse

Tall and short

Heavy and slim

Proud and timid

Most are scarred in some way

A lot are broken

Some are lost

And of the millions

Who have considered your purchase

No one 

Wants you

More than

I do 

keepingWatch

Close your eyes

Breathe in deeply

There is a mist

That wraps and holds

You close 

A watchful spirit

That acts as armor

An unseen being

Who wants nothing more

Than to be 

What you

Breathe in 

Spinning

Dark side of the moon

I don't know how I ended up here

Knowing there is something 

Bright and beautiful

Just around the corner 

And I'm left chasing and chasing 

That intangible thing

That makes a soul smile