Under Water

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

Collateral Damage

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.

Proceed with Caution

One of the great challenges for those who have survived abusive and neglectful parents is that there is often a part of us that is still waiting for them to love us, even if there is very little chance of that happening. Locked in an archaic mindset, we continue to go back for more, looking…… Continue reading Proceed with Caution

Extreme Measures

Can you see me Breaking chains Mend your own fence I’m busy building walls With secret doors and secret codes Fending off facetious followers Who plague my peaceable Queendom The time for niceties is done and over Worrying what I give you and you take from me Fearing rejection and reckless promises No more fabricated…… Continue reading Extreme Measures

Sinner

  I chopped off the head of a snake once. I am responsible for the death of millions of wasps and spiders. I tried to save the field mice, but there were just too many feasting off my food and fouling shelves with fecal matter. I know, I know, it’s barbaric behavior, and I beg…… Continue reading Sinner

No

What is this game you are playing I told you the rules Blinded by your sociopath Maliciously misguided Again you sink your venom Into my porcelain heart I’m already emaciated and haunted By your toxic curse And failing dream catcher Deluge of nightmares and tears Shaking and sweating Straightjacket struggle To hold onto sanity Damn…… Continue reading No

Butterfly

I can’t be A productive member Of society When I can’t even follow My own thoughts Because You and You You threw me to the ground Mixed with dust and detritus Existing on Layers of dirt and sand Turned to rocky crag Abandoned baby Feral soul Wild thing Tourist Don the illusory garb Hide in the…… Continue reading Butterfly