WHAT IF I FALL

I’ve been feeling Like a river Flowing over And around Slowly meandering Then racing Past faces and places Before flying Headfirst As waterfalls do To the next place I’m called to flow

A HEAD FULL OF RUBBISH

Looking for a room to rent Something that can hold A whole lot of random Toxically rusty thoughts Tragically tarnished ideas And half written feelings My room is overflowing So I need a place soon Willing to pay a premium Because silence is golden And the world is too full Of noise these days And…

DEATH TO PAGES

I kept beating it down My voice and its words To murder it into silence No thoughts, no thoughts Empty the passions Empty the knowledge Empty the fat ego Light the matches Then Let those things burn I’ve always been a super emotional person. Too much. Too much. It took years to train my external…

INSIDE FABRIC

Caught in fabric Trying to escape Threads tangled And fraying Inside patterns That can’t speak That can’t feel That will never Breathe the same Ever again Ever feel there is just too much happening and you can’t move? Like you’re stuck in a pattern weaved long before you existed? I remember the first time I…

OUR FIGHT

I can feel you Balling up Like dry lint Collecting Bits of yourself Tiptoeing Around Gathering Strength But my brain Has creaky Well used Floorboards Mostly Because of you And I know Every single time I experience Self-doubt Or self-loathing You’ll be there To devour The scraps And I’ll be Fighting you Once again Someday…

CHANGING GROUND

You can’t see it But I’m shaking inside If my body were earth You’d feel the quaking Tremors are splitting My insides are flayed I’ve been sitting alone For weeks now No For months now And the landscape of me Has changed drastically Whoever I was, destroyed Whoever emerges I hope she’s free * I…

NOT FANCY

I was alone and depressed Picking up pieces of glass A broken candle, shattered On my fancy bathroom floor I was in my fancy house Living my fancy life Trying to be a fancy wife Wearing fancy clothes And I’ve never been fancy Not fancy enough anyway I’m the clumsy kind That drops candles on…

NO GOODBYE

I let my soul Slip out And it floated Like balloons Toward the sky And I cried Because It didn’t even Linger Didn’t care To say goodbye And that Is the story Of my life

VINES

The vine grows Never straight Focus shifts Destiny calls Flowers bloom And then wilt Twisting And growing As vines do Caring not Where the sun Where the air Where the water Where the nutrients Come from They just grow Until that something For which they don’t care Disappears And then that vine Has to care…