Grief has its own set of lungs And tears that etch and burn Lyrical scriptures engraved Upon our very tongues Sorrow is a bright flame Slowly consumed by time And when the fire dies Love remains the same If mourning we must do Because life never lasts Then I hope I do it well To…
There is a collective pain A bleary faucet that flows Spiritual hand me downs Into our hearts and souls Born empty and open Waiting to be filled As the pain begins to drip From one ancestor To the next. To the next. The unhealed wounds Broken and bleeding Into you and me Into all of…
The sky dropped to the ground And nobody even noticed I collected the stars at my feet And put them in my pocket Broken orbs of light Caught up in string Turning into stardust Inside my fabric locket And the world felt sad Broken and confused It was dark and cold Just an empty socket…
I reconciled an old wound As I slept and dreamed Old regrets never resolved Played out and laid to rest
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
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…
I chased rainbows When I was young Never caught one But a boy Kissed me For a quarter A mean girl Punched me And said I was mean I crashed my bike Cut off my toe Stepped on glass Burned my hands Sewed through My thumb I stopped Chasing rainbows And painted my own And…
A million little things Fall through the gaps Too many seconds ticking So much landscape escaping Yawning so wide Sucking in wind Measured by time Pulling my heart Shaped hour glass Closer and closer To the edge Begging me to jump To the other side Before the seconds Turn into hours And I’m nothing But…
I awaken to fog Like wooly fleece Or curdled milk I breathe it in And it clogs My airways It absorbs into All my pores And I leave The house With fog In my veins
The world says Emotion is ugly So… You cut out your eyes So tears can’t fall You cut out your voice So the words can’t come You cut off your hands So you can’t wring them You cut off your legs So you can’t crumple Only then will they say Wow You’re so beautiful I…
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