Disgraced human looking for a home Detached baby crying in the night Eyes and scars tell the story Existence hurts Damaged duo seeking hero You need something that is yours Strength in numbers Agitated and exhausted Twisted thinking Leaving the door open Evil sneaks in Cancel your plans Doubt yourself Carry guilt If my only … Continue reading Dirt
Too much time has passed I held a place in my heart for you Picked away at the scab to keep it open Time and tears prove strong It’s beginning to scar over The ache transforming to anger Too much time has passed The connection that held us together is stretched thin Beginning to fray … Continue reading Ending
What doesn’t kill you makes you stronger And lonely Open your heart and your friends disappear I wanted to make you a rainbow cake You pushed me in front of a bus On my road to recovery Addicted to the adrenaline rush That was illegal but it’s okay It’s the right thing to do Not … Continue reading Rainbow Cake
Outline of ferns imprinted on my skin Light perforates dazzling and deep Decorating hues of standing dew Secrets whisper on breezes and branches Gently remind me of an existence I once knew A bed of moss Softens the loss Heavenly crew Myths and taboo Dig into the truth It’s best not to know Your life … Continue reading Creature Comfort
The house on hill looks like it’s smiling. An ironic illusion. Who thought to dig out a flat spot on a hill? It was obviously meant for landslides, not living. It does make for a lovely view. You’ll see, once the swelling, bruises, rage and fear subside. Or a new family moves in. It’s clear … Continue reading House on the Hill
Drowning baby Smiling family posing for pictures in paradise Sharing air kisses We surfed the beach Tasting power and fake freedom The ideal human nest rarely exists The truth comes out as I get older You tell me it’s a journey But I’m ignoring you Please don’t think I’m rude I am a hermit crab … Continue reading Under Water
We lose friends. We are hurt by those meant to love us. We struggle to find answers. We will likely never have resolution. We might find comfort simply by accepting the reality We are just collateral damage.