Last Breath

I hear you come for me On the cusp of sleep Whispering wisps Of ethereal memory Unforgettable Last breath Fill my fated lungs Dream me back To life   (Image from Pinterest)  

Shift

Churned in chronic cloud Wafted away To tenebrous fray I’m wrecked Face down Among ash anointed dirt Abysmally amassing Illness Sadness Death So lonely Don’t tell me About reasons Or better places In this house Where words are weapons And welts wail long after The belts been cinched This is chaos And I’m lost Waiting …

Cold

On the edge of another night restlessness served under duress I hear her voice echo in my heart where warmth translates hope I feel her in my arms clinging to this moment praying it will stretch into forever so I will never have to know the crushing cold of her absence again  

Updated Blog

Hi everyone! I just wanted to let you know that I changed the name of my blog and updated the style. I am now writing as A Wise Woman Writes instead of A Lion Sleeps in the Heart of the Brave. I'm still working on it and hope that it will be easier to read …

Never Know

She stood at the door One hand on the knob The other on a suitcase Empty or packed Who knows There was yelling And tears And fear That I know Was she leaving Him or me Who knows Tiny hands Clinging to clothing Taking a stand Uttering ultimatums Memory stores Emotion Snapshots Irrelevant time He’s …

poison

be patient with me for my veins pulse with poison that has no antidote and the half life is a lifetime away

Silence of Survival

Silence saved me cloaked in quiet amid volatile hostility unpredictable as a breeze volcanic in volume tectonic times   Silence saved me grateful to a little girl smart enough to know and grow into a warrior woman with voice suffice to bring beasts to knees   (Image from Pinterest)

Inertia

A parent perched upon Each slouched shoulder Hands hang useless at my side Oxygen tubes wrap tight round my throat Mentholatum, mothballs and melancholia Mother may I No, dad will hear Shhhh don’t say a word Or think a thing About life or death Or anything in between Just tell me what’s for dinner Chicken …

Suicide Mosquitoes

*Trigger Warning - Suicidal Content*   Today you would have been fifty-two Instead the doctor took away my blue Pills and made me start the yellow But I don’t feel like yellow I feel like blue Memories of you Pinching at my heart Suicide mosquitoes buzzing Round my head Today you would have been fifty-two …

Gone

You’re up late and you're crying I’m worried, are you okay   I’m okay, I promise   Lies Lies break the levee And I can’t hold on You, your scent, your love Are gone Just sad songs and cigarettes Prayers whispered in smoke Maybe I won’t wake up Find you in the hereafter   The …