WaitingI wish I had the willWaiting in Free Verse More Like This
to cut away the clinging fog:
to light a candle to scare away the dark.
I want the hope
to let me open up my stinging eyes.
I want the strength
to sing around and over the haunting cries.
The knife lays dull in my hands,
the matches by my feet,
and though they burn like coals and ash
my eyes can surely see.
The ringing screams that fill my ears
pour out my mouth in kind,
but though they've rotted out my heart,
a song lies in my mind.
I could be the hero of my own lonely tale,
I could still steal myself away on a horse pure and white.
But I am failing and forgetting,
aching to the seams.
So I will only sit here in the dark
Tidal WaveI think it was the telephone callsTidal Wave in Free Verse More Like This
that killed her in the end.
The aftershocks of action,
of what she’d done and said.
She hid away from souls and eyes,
she turned around and fled.
But ears are always listening
and words want to be said.
And so the ringing filled her ears,
and seeped into her dreams.
They echoed round the empty house,
scaring away hope of peace.
It’s amazing how blissful ignorance is:
how much we want to forget.
But the worst thing of all is
it’s our nature to regret.
She ran into the forest
where the songs could never come.
Still, despite the distance
it’s deathly hard to find
a place were you are sheltered
from the voices you find inside.
Chalk Markingsyou're cryingChalk Markings in Free Verse More Like This
and as your tears drip down your cheeks
and turn the ground to dark,
how could you never wonder
if it was correlation
if the tears made it all
so now you're stuck inside your head
narrating your only dreams.
the endless broken melody
keep you awake
there is nothing here
to pin you down
so fly away
and find peace
where everything is broken
and you can blend in among the loss.
the pressure's building up inside,
and you need to find a way
to let it seep out on the floor
before it tears you apart.
but, at least you know yourself:
you see what can be seen.
though other people lean on each other
all you need is a tree.
and as you sit on broken glass
you come to terms with you
and remember what you've hidden inside
you have always been
ConfusionI cannot keep a steady handConfusion in Free Verse More Like This
to write empty words upon a page.
back and forth,
thoughts like fireflies in the dark.
I have no tracks for my rambling thoughts,
so they seep
through the cracks in sidewalks
as I wander through the streets,
looking for a place-
make of home of
So I grab at empty spots on pages,
praying that somehow writing down the confusion
will burn it away
and leave me blessedly empty.
Try Again"Your life's such a..."Try Again in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
What I've BecomeI hate to say I need the people in the morning streetsWhat I've Become in Free Verse More Like This
as they walk up and down the boulevards
dangling thoughts from their sleeves.
I have to look and see the tendrils of gossip on the walls
shimmering and glistening,
saying more than I would have thought.
In the eyes of every passer-by
a dull-mirror lies within.
The spark of truth that mixes
with the lies, tarnished with sin.
For as they look at me I know
they see what I've become:
how I've deteriorated from gifted
to just another "someone."
They tell me that I am too fragile,
they tell me I am weak.
They show that I spend to much time inside
the mind that has become bleak.
They shout their truth to the skies above
see it shimmer and glow,
and then as it starts falling
watch as it turns to snow.
Without their judgement, how could I see
what's tattooed on my skin?
What am I lacking that makes me so shallow
that I alone can't see where I've been?
There's a letter on my jacket
but God knows what it says.
So I look into the eyes of stran
What was there to destroy?I am a hollow beingWhat was there to destroy? in Free Verse More Like This
With a beating heart
I am stuck in a hollow world
Lifeless bodies surround me
I am screaming out
Weary eyes, raw throat
I am standing behind you
Ignored every second
I am looking in the mirror
Realize I've destroyed myself
But then again, what was there to destroy...?
Shame on me..Shame on meShame on me.. in Free Verse More Like This
For everything I’ve done
Everything that makes me who I am
Things that keep me sane
But one day I’ll go insane
From all the things you said
Still running in my head
Glass words cause tears of ice
Running down my face
Screaming in my mind
I’m running out of time
Shame on me
For letting the monsters in
They’re getting to me
Piercing my brain,