MISCONCEPTION
The heat rises Evaporating thoughts Borrowing hate From past lives Disturbing bones Long ago buried Naked emotions Stripped of dignity And laid prone To beliefs held
The heat rises Evaporating thoughts Borrowing hate From past lives Disturbing bones Long ago buried Naked emotions Stripped of dignity And laid prone To beliefs held
My eyes traced the concrete fractures This is where the dread and unease Detonate the fear I’ve been hiding Rough edges jagging into erratic lines Deep, dark, wide gaps that if stepped on Would break your mother’s back And conjure an army of fiends Of monsters and ogres, of ghosts Cracks that if tread upon…
They call it adrenaline But it’s just chemical fear I can taste it on my tongue Feel it speed through veins Like alcohol, thin and sharp It churns in my stomach Makes my nerves radiate And then… I’m a machine I’m not me… I’m a robot Something more innate Wakes up and steps up And…
It’s known that hurting people hurt other people. Intentionally and unintentionally. Your traumas will always be a part of you but you get to decide how you carry them. Do you learn from them? Do you let them change you into a better more loving, compassionate, and giving person? Or do you carry them in…
I’d never been afraid of the hallway. The echoes it carried. The voices. The feet. The light that zigzagged across the floor. That landed on the walls. That rained from the ceiling. It’s always been there to welcome and carry me from one room to the next. And there were always countless rooms. So many…
I fell from the sky once. I remember how the air refused to hold me. How fantastic it was that I was defying gravity one push at a time. My heart was soaring along with all my limbs. I was laughing. I was so happy. And then the rope broke. It broke just as I…
I feel liquid Flowing Further away From solid Emotions drift Muscles relax And I escape For a moment Deeper into you
I woke up after a long night of tossing and turning. Dreams of self-hate, disrespect, mistrust and betrayal. It felt… familiar. Like the beginning of something I still had control of. Once I woke I identified the core feelings I needed to work on. Now I’ll work through them and get a nap later. Depression…
The days slowly crawl From sunrise to sunset The same words echo Until they fall silent The sky mourns us With determined drops That fall heavy Even maybe a bit angry At our solitude Because Even heaven understands Our torment at being apart
The blurry streaks Of silver white Scraped along My tender sigh I knelt to pray But lost my way And fell flat And prone And heartbroken Under the scrutiny Of the light of day