Truth is, life goes by, some dreams come true, while others die Selected memories push their way through, wanted or not Pictures are fading, swept away with ashes, lost to the sky I try to burn you out of thought You don't have to wonder if I think about you But I can't help wondering … Continue reading Fading
Dreams of memory loss Refractive nightmare replacement Dismembered and detached Off and running after sanative spirit and soul Despite debilitating disease Just because I’m smiling doesn’t mean I’m not in pain Screw what the world expects Social engagement keeps me sick I’d rather stay home with my 2 packs a day All I did today … Continue reading Plastic Girl
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
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
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
Memories waft in and out of the here and now and past and before. Mingling in the air, she breathes and speaks of dreams and nightmares. Life woven together from bits and pieces a faint reminder. Photographs and faces are faded and wrinkled from time and worry. Forehead kisses soft and sweet, once received now … Continue reading Perfume
Trip on the weight of the world whirled through wicked window pane pain no one can hear the sound of shattering glass splintering or slowing heart beat blood spilling onto plush carpet shards puncture pallid membrane cutting couch and curtains coagulation tells you where I’ve been in case you’re looking but I know you’re not … Continue reading Fragments
