fourSeasons

Love was bright

Until Love met Doubt

Doubt taunted and mocked

Love

Doubt belittled and chastised

Love 

Until Love passed away 

Doubt didn't care

Love was dead

Until Doubt met Hope 

Hope rekindled and regrew

Love

Hope strenthened and fortified 

Love 

Until Love was reborn

Hope didn't care

Love was bright 

Until Love met Doubt 

Drained

Nothing left

A heart that no longer beats 

I'm cold

I'm stone

Six feet under

Everything signaling

A life that was 

Reached for the wizard's hand

And let him steal the

Life force

Until there is

Nothing left 

keyLatch

Make me 

Claim me

Polish me until 

I shine 

In your light 

Take the flame 

That's yours

And fan it into 

An inferno

Turn me into 

A piece of you

You can't imagine

Living without 

Relocation

Discarded toy 

No one wants you

Broken

Damaged

Ugly

Worthless

No one looks for treasures

In the landfill

Abandon hope

This is your home now 

The Driftwood Doll

I still sense you

To think a lighthouse 

Could ever be hidden

Proves your folly

The rocks below call 

And beg

For my soul to be dashed

But I'm trying to

Navigate the best I can

The ugly and cold sea 

And 

Just 

Stay

Afloat

Andante

Tattoo your music

Across my heart

Never let

Go 

Listen to the pieces of my soul

Echoing in you

Moving and still

Electric and peaceful

Tin Tank

A thing

For play

To command how you wish

Enjoy what's yours

Rough or calm

The thought of your

Heat makes me melt

Own me 

Use me 

Get me off 

Heal me

Then lie about your love

Lessons Learned in Limbo

I can't move forward.

I'm left locked in a filthy 

Cage without a key. 

Low Tide

Alone and naked

On the beach

All I can do is 

Remain abeyante and 

Stare at the line 

In the sand

The one you drew

The one you established

The one you walked away from 

I followed every rule

I completed every task

You called me 

You claimed me

You said I was perfect

So why am I 

Alone and naked

On the beach 

Remember her Place

To be reminded

a girl has no place

she is not special

Or unique 

There is nothing about her

That anyone cannot find

Somewhere else 

she gets replaced 

Over and over

she is nothing

she is trash

she has been thrown away

she waits on her shelf

Until she is used again

Dear Copperfield

Maybe I was that dumb

Always is a powerful word

Going against my head

I would have

Crossed countries for you 

Love Left Blind Behind

Turn it off

You'll get over it

A million other 

Dismissive phrases 

But I've grieved for so long

I've forgotten that anything

Else exists

Then I wonder who it is

That really died

You or me

The thought

Becoming irrelevant

Because the outcome

Remains the same 

Sistine

That inner calm

I used to know

That peace 

That confidence

Instantly

Reduced to ash

The bitter, acrid stench

Of lies and deceit 

Makes me vomit 

Over and over

Purging whatever feeling

I had left

I'm stranded here

No one

Could possibly want

The empty shell

This masterpiece you created