But What Is FaithMy path in life hasn't been the easiest, and it's been rocky to say the least. Though trials have been abundant and poorly spaced, it has done nothing to derail or put off my ability to make it to my destination. I refuse to lose faith, and I keep in mind that no one has it easy, even when every angle tells you otherwise. I may appear lost, or misguided, but the end result will always be the same when your eyes remain on the prize. I know I am meant for this world, and though I may not be the greatest person or the most driven, my hunger never falls short of insatiable, and I will always reach for more. Faith is nothing if we lose it at every turn.But What Is Faith5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
diagnostic.we're painting our wallsdiagnostic.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
to match the foundation
but we both know we'll
never match our needs
"why must they be gray?"
"darling, we both know
that gray is for pessimists."
Micah isn't afraid of the tiny
holes we dug ourselves into
but i know he's scared that
soon our 'playing house' will
be discovered for what it is:
(he calls me darling, because
i'm his wife, and that's what
he is supposed to do. i worry
because families shouldn't have
to pretend to care like we do)
we're eating takeout side by side
but not together, never together
i'm staring into styrofoam dishes
when i realize: i can't remember
what toothpaste we use or if we
even share toothpaste anymore
"we stopped using the same brand
a year ago, when you realized that
you had sensitive teeth and i didn't"
(i have a sensitive heart too, but i
didn't tell him that.)
"do we share anything anymore?"
"a house address. but honey, you
know that humans don't like to share"
i'm lying on your mattress,
or my mattress (
Opposites AttractYou're quiet and niceOpposites Attract5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and intelligent to boot,
traits that I usually don't find
too appealing in the opposite sex.
My pursuit of a mate has
often lead me down roads
few would ever choose to
and it seems as though I
squander away my positive
characteristics by drowning
them in alcohol and awakening
the sleeping giant.
And I'm half the man that
you deserve which is why
I haven't gone forward,
though I think you deserve
more than half the effort.
Well if compatibility is so passe
and opposites truly do attract
then I'll hope this magnet
brings us together.
When All Else FailsIt's hard rememberingWhen All Else Fails5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
all the sedatives and
medication behind that smile.
surely this isn't
what you pictured.
When alcohol is involved
that body becomes
oh so dangerous
and some times
was just too much.
Even when I didn't
want it I could
still taste it.
something it always
was, even when
it was bitter.
get your way, that's
we can depend on.
Even when you
Which was often the case.
I wanted it
and the only
the weight wasn't
and at the end
of the day, picturing
is no longer a problem.
Together We'll Fallcall me selfish, call me an assholeTogether We'll Fall5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
call me anything- just call me please,
and we'll act as if nothing ever happened
and live as if we're on perfect terms
as if the foundation beneath us isn't
we built our love on unstable grounds,
we were fucked from the beginning
but that won't stop me from hoping
that you'll continue to try
i need someone to tell me that
this is worthwhile
and that i'm not wasting my time
if we can't be close, then at least
let our bodies be close
and i'll hold you tight
until you feel again
and if there's anything that'll make
this process faster or easier
then give me a sign
because i need a reason
to hold on tighter
even if you don't feel the same
Does That Make Me Crazy?She moves so elegantly and myDoes That Make Me Crazy?5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
eyes can't help but wander.
Fuck, honey, you've got
legs to kill that make
models turn green, yet you're
You extend them slowly
and only tease momentarily
before removing any
possibility of visibility,
and I am starting to think
you enjoy this game.
Three Olives and Alice White
start off our night, and I'm feeling
Slightly polished and
refined, I feel that I deserve
more than candle lit insecurities
and well woven lies,
this fabrication is a turn on
and I find myself aroused
in how terrible of a person you are.
Yet the pleasantries don't
stop there and we
sip together hoping to
force out our ailments
with a little liquid courage.
Well baby, I think you're crazy,
the likes of which is reserved
for padded cells and straight-jackets.
But I find beauty in where
others find insanity and
maybe the crazy
fuels my sanity and
and my infatuation.
You bite my lip and make it bleed
and nothing else hurts like this
because it hurts so g
All About YouFrom the bottom of my heart, darlingAll About You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I hope you achieve everything in this world
that you so achingly long for.
Even if those plans don't involve me,
from twisted games and vulgar names,
we'll pretend for a second you'll never
have to pay for your sins.
Call me a liar, honey some times
telling the truth just isn't an option--
so tell me would you rather be in pain
And oh God, if things could change,
if things could be different than how they are,
believe me I'd stop falling over and over again
when your intentions are just to keep me
at a safe distance.
I know you don't want me gone but you
can't stand to have me around, so
how does it feel to have all of the control?
I just want you to know that deep down
part of me admits that I like the way you
make me feel, and even when I'm hurting
all over, I know I couldn't stand to be without you.
To tell you the truth, it always comes back
to you, regardless of how much you put me through
some how the center of my universe alwa
ThalassaShe could be the one.Thalassa5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Famous last words, spoken
right before the fall.
At times when I think there's
no chance of failure,
no possibility of heartbreak. It's times
when my head is in
the clouds that I often find myself
Maybe I ought to
be a little more careful of where
I place my heart, for the
chance of misplacing
and or losing becomes a lot higher when you
allow a stranger
access to something so valuable.
Well maybe getting to
know the person is a prime solution
but who can really argue
with love at first sight?
Well I'm a charlatan, a chauvinist,
a pig. I am a typical guy
with only sex on my mind. Your body
is often a lot more attractive than your heart.
What sits on top of that, is usually
the target, not the fluttering beneath.
You've been warned about guys
like me your entire life.
Maybe you ought to listen to those
warnings and steer clear. Turn
back now because soon you'll have no way out.
Entertaining thoughts like that
may have been what lead to this separat
Better in the DarkI knew from the moment I saw you, fiery red locks and blue eyes, that you were going to be trouble for me. I don't mean the first time you crossed my path, or I saw you in the hallways. I mean the first time you sat with me, and you talked to me. I remember it so vividly, it was like it happened just yesterday. We were at the football game. We were losing, like always. I had seen you around, but you were still a distant figure that really had no value to me. You turned around and looked up at me with those oceanic oculars. After the game, you joined my friends and I at Hooters. Romantic, right?Better in the Dark5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
(Romance was never our thing)
I couldn't help but stare at you and try to make conversation. There was instant attraction. Maybe not love at first sight, because that concept to me is otherworldly, but there was obviously chemistry. The feelings were almost tangible. I knew from that moment, it was going to be a long and grueling road. I tried my hardest to get you out of my mind, but you
The Journey HomeI'm still struggling to put the pieces together that make up this picture, and how we got here is still so blurry. And when things get confusing, honey you know the line is always open for you.The Journey Home5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
And trust me, they'll get confusing and we've been down this road, so none of this is new to me. Back and forth, and back and forth, it's almost too good to be true when things manage to work out how we planned.
I changed our photograph in that old wooden frame, and I hoped that time would stop and somehow you'd be here to keep me from finishing.
Well this airplane is cramped and this recycled air is like napalm in my lungs, and all I can think of is you. I'm heading back home and the winter will be cold and the spring will be dull because you aren't on this ride with me.
The clouds have no substance, and they simply flow off the wings as I daze out the window into the deep blue sky. Your face seems to appear in the wisping white, and with my hand to the window, this journey is no longer to home
Simply BeautifulThe most beautiful thingsSimply Beautiful5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
are often the most simple.
i am a salamanderyou were the heaviest weight in my legs when i sunk to the sediment below the surface, the salted winds birthing vacancies in my stomach; a paler form of death, light my hands on fire; a sweeter breath of black, pull me further under.i am a salamander5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
i have always been a salamander, losing myself only to grow once more. i am the curtains in our window, densely drawn and writhing like water snakes, simply sheer films of fabric dancing under the pretense of being something special. i hope someday you love me; i hope someday i'm worth loving. for now, i am a seashell ring wrung round my finger, imprinted with starfish and clenching over the veins at the knuckle. here, i wait.
you are infinite, you are mountains. i still spit rocks from the dream i had a week ago where i kissed you and you held me and it wasn't romantic but it was nice. i am still uncomfortable with my waist and jaw and the music i can feel you sing. you are stones and trees, breath in the weighted skyline. i like the way i
Low EndPainted with a broad brush ILow End5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
attempt to remove the stereotype you so
and slathered me with.
Darkened by the clouds looming overhead,
certainly warning of a
most terrifying storm approaching. Surely
this could be the end
of everything we hold so dear, or do
you even hold it close anymore?
It seems you've completely changed and honestly
this is like the beginning of the end, but the
end just feels so far away. I guess there's
nothing left to
describe how things will turn out.
We're haunted by ghosts of the past
well I can't believe we allowed ourselves
to get to this point. When did things go so
sour? Tell me
I'm dying to know.
All For YouYou question my motivesAll For You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and possibly my being,
yet there's one thing
that you failed to notice,
everything I do
and everything I am
is all for you.
Don't You Tell Meyou've got potential.Don't You Tell Me5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
words i never want to hear, it's like telling me: hey kid, you could be good some day, just not today. who really wants to hear that they aren't good enough? i want to be great, i want to be told i'm great, or tell me what i can do to become great. never tell me that i have potential, otherwise there is potential for backlash and my bite is worse than my bark. if i'm not good enough then tell me that, because a lie with good intent is a lot better than truth with bad intent.
it's not you, it's me.
has that ever done anything to help the situation? at least if it was me, then i would know what there is to fix and how to fix it. when you tell me it's not me, and that it is you, you don't do anything to soften the blow. i don't want to hear about how great of a guy i am, and how i meant so much to you, but that you just need to work on things on your own. if i'm such a great guy then this wouldn't be the case. tell me what i did wrong so i can fix it. a
i'm not realwe invented screamers out of passed out lovers and complex therapists who claimi'm not real5 years ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
schizophrenia is simply due to loneliness, and not even fossil fuels can fuel the hatred
i have buried deep within my hollowed out bones and the corners and streets
of my soul
i wish i could build my relationships out of bricks and paste together problems
and urge myself to have some worth in war stricken convulsions of a world so
lost in something so ugly that being jesus is an art and being god is a talent
and i may be an artist yet i am so lost i couldn't even
count down to ten and across the milky way and breathe in and out and i wish
you would thank me for existing or for trying to live or for being me
instead i am broken holy nothings and blood without a pump
and lungs without oxygen and a soul without a purpose
instead i lost my meaning on thirty fifth street and ditched
my independence behind the back door where i was beaten
and slain and ate moths for three square meals a day
parents produce manipu
If I Told You I Loved Youlove at light speedIf I Told You I Loved You5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
we never calculated or pondered
upon any action took, we
simply lived and loved -
waning and waxing,
without an emergency break
down-shifting our relationship
just to see how fast we could go
i really thought that you
seems i made quite a few
i truly do love you
is that what you'd like to hear?
i believe our love was
much more than just
a good time - a fun ride
down life's highway
cruising with the top down
how could you do this to me?
was he worth it, was it worth it?
so i guess you're going to
leave me now, aren't you?
are you going to give me
8th and OceanWell we fell in love on 8th&Ocean8th and Ocean5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
at a time when I was wide open,
and we were wild and free
without a care in the world.
Sangria and Coolers,
well weren't we the coolest,
and I was the rudest and
you were the most beautiful
thing I'd ever seen.
Remind me and remind me
a couple more times
how far we've come
to get where we are.
Oh tell me, baby girl, how
often must I apologize
and fall to my knees before you
surrender your pride?
How often have I cried
and how often have I tried
to simply make things okay
while sacrificing everything
and gaining nothing.
Well how often do you cry
and how often do you try
to do even half of
what I commit
to every day of this shit?
Oh honey, oh honey
that delicate amber
dripping so sweetly in
how I'd love to be the comb.
Oh honey, oh honey
I'm tired of being on
the receiving end of the sting,
when all I'd like to be is
petals reaching outward
awaiting the sun.
You said this wouldn't go far
oh god, how you let me try so hard
to simply hold t
Dyed In WoolMy throat aches fromDyed In Wool5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
yelling to the wind
in hopes that
my voice will
on your ears,
we're miles apart
and you've thrown
and nothing you
change my mind.
I've got it
stuck in my
or some day
and I know
that if I
Well God I'm
sick of this place
and Lord knows
but how could
when this is
the only place
and my only
I know one
and I have
to be here
summer passed.we grew up watching the sunsetsummer passed.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
crawl over our backs like spiders
invade damp bedclothes in dusty
we began speaking, singing the
songs of wallflowers in morning
rain while the blue ink swelled
from our wrists. the effects of
homemade tattoos made from
cheap pens and sticky fingers.
we smelled of history textbooks,
science experiments and barely
sharpened pencils. we were the
echoes of school bells, wedding
bells and sleigh bells. we were
we spent hours lying on rooftops,
smoking cigarettes and calling to
the ocean through seashells. we
spent too much money on records
we couldn't play and far too much
time picking which one we'd listen
to first if we could.
we pretended that rocks were the
frozen hearts of ghosts and should
be swept out to sea so we skipped
them once, twice, three times but
the waves always swallowed them
we were ripped jeans, broken tea
cups, fluttering curtains, hushed
midnight getaways, sandy kisses
and faithful stereos.
but we are still only pas
reality's ghost.whisperreality's ghost.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
into every bone
of parasol oak trees
her name, her smile
in case she forgets
tremble with the
because she's too lost
to shiver too
sing with frosted lips
to the window panes
and stars will sing too
soft for words
jump the fence with
broken records and
a bottle of wine
designed to loosen your heart
through piano keys
reciting loved skin
because angels paint reality
braid her spine
with pretty dotted i's
and crossed t's
when no one is watching
ProstheticMushroom clouds appearing overProsthetic4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
love torn victims, a slew of bodies laid across
roaming hills and strawberry fields,
how I wish I could be in this place forever.
Forever is a strong word: I often make
the mistake of confusing forever with temporary
ailments or temporary excitements, in either
case I'm a fool for holding onto things that
These prosthetics, these aesthetics, anesthetize
and put me down, because honey
if love were administered in doses
I'd be one too many deep.
But unlucky for me, it all came at once,
and my limbs are numb while my hands
are tied, and every ounce of me wants you back.
But even God's graces couldn't bring you back to me,
but I promise to you darling, by the grace of God
I'll bring you back to me.
My betrothed, betroth me with your love
and wash me with your sin,
because lovers and sinners are akin,
but for you I'd cross mountains and I'd move mountains
and I'd do just about anything it takes,
I'd swallow cyanide and I'd lacerate flesh,