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
Time Birth and death Obscure relevance And the space between Springing from earth surging strength Silver moments silently stolen by steaming sun Washed away in rushing rivers and rancid remains Sweetness sucked and sent back to sanctified Source Seeping memory reminders of revelry and rage Quivering thoughts of beginning and end Survive on sacrifice Wallow … Continue reading Lean Into It
You, yourself, as much as anybody else in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.
And so I keep talking Until the tears Stop falling And so I keep walking Until the path Is worn solid And so I keep looking Until the hereafter Reveals peace And so I keep writing Until the words Speak truth And so I keep fighting Until my heart Belongs to me And so I … Continue reading Freedom
All of this time Through sweat soaked nightmares And shivering daylight blur I’m pitiful and cry and wonder why I’m broken, cracked and crumbling Pieces of me shedding and molting Ugly, bare, crooked and revolting Is it possible that this is meant to be A new and hopeful reality This sloughing off of the old … Continue reading All of this Time
"Be who you needed when you were younger" These few words carry the weight of the world for those of us that were hurt as children. Some of us were left behind, forced to carry too much, or were physically and emotionally hurt. Broken from birth at the hand of those who were meant to … Continue reading Never Let Go
It started with a handful of pills. I waited, crying, chain smoking, absorbing every ounce of euphoria into my essence, begging, praying that it would stay. Stay with me for 30 days. I didn’t want to use. I didn’t want to be sober. I didn’t want to die. I didn’t want to live. It ended … Continue reading Fall to my Knees
In the Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus, “The gods had condemned Sisyphus to ceaselessly rolling a rock to the top of a mountain, whence the stone would fall back of its own weight. They had thought with some reason that there is no more dreadful punishment than futile and hopeless labor.” Many times I … Continue reading Rolling Stones
I am in love I am worth suffering for I am not easy I am amazing I am in love ~ with me https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tr-yQaMbQ3o
There is no quiet in the wicked night Where shadows are birthed Writhing through sleep shrouded eyes Rousing her into aphotic collection Impelled toward dark thorn forest Seizing her decrepit parody Limbs whip her pallid face A splatter of red Highlights her gaunt essence Believing hue can conceive dream Silently licking blood not blood From … Continue reading Find Me
