Sunday, November 30, 2014


One cut should do it. 
Deep enough to let life flow
From wrist to the floor. 

Saturday, November 29, 2014


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 

Wednesday, November 26, 2014


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 

Tuesday, November 25, 2014


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 

Monday, November 24, 2014


Ravage me with your
Writing. Make me breathless with
Every syllable. 


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 

Friday, November 21, 2014

For The Maestro

I sit quietly
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
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 

Thursday, November 20, 2014


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 


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


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 

Wednesday, November 19, 2014


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


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
Shut up
Shut down
And wear that mother fucking crown 

Sunday, November 16, 2014


If you could only
Make the colors fade to black
For me forever.

Friday, November 14, 2014


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

Wednesday, November 12, 2014


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

Sunday, November 9, 2014


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 

Saturday, November 8, 2014


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

Friday, November 7, 2014


Black holes
And vortexes
Swirling emotions
Jumbled and unrecognizable
Blended until separate colors

Thursday, November 6, 2014


Unfortunate stumbles that
No one saw
Left behind with scraped knees and
Open wounds
Vital signs dipping 
All lights fading 
Loss is easier to

Wednesday, November 5, 2014


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 

Tuesday, November 4, 2014


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 

Monday, November 3, 2014


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