My path is forever changing The directions not favored Some always blaming The storms make it strange Rapidly sending me the wrong way If there was ever a map, I never found it. I must have missed the train Maybe this is just how it happens.
My heart is like an empty terminal Sometimes it feels things too deeply Ruthless and threatening Tender but deafening Knowing whether to stay or go Seeing things for what they do not show Waiting in line to retrieve my ticket Constantly missing every minute It’s like the runway is far too long I never make … Continue reading Empty Terminal
You can’t love me But you use me You don’t see me You never knew me I’m not really here That was the old me. Fool me once but never twice. Our memories are now a distant whine.
Today I am invincible Tomorrow I am impossible Yesterday my world felt sad By Sunday it won’t be half bad Just wait for me I always come back around.
The darkness creeps past me upon every happy space. Sometimes I get stuck between a rock and a hard place. No one can reach me. I am not she who loves in such a selfless way. My world turns cold And I feel all alone Just keep me safe.
The truth is I could lie straight to your face. My words will not flutter, there will be no sign, not even a trace. I do not know how to be alone, I have never felt safe on my own. My good intentions always go to waste Because the truth can never escape.
Your words speak to me softly But my head suddenly screams. You’ll never understand why I think you are mad at me. Some say it is all in my head Some call it anxiety Some would say I am insecure You think that is obscure. They ask me why I can not just be happy … Continue reading Weaponed Words
I look into the mirror I do not recognize who I am My mind begins to panic And my hands start to sweat Mornings like these are always hardest I feel as if I am crawling out of my skin. My body wants to scream But my lips will not whisper the slightest thing. Who … Continue reading Mirror Mirror on the Wall
If I’ve learned anything over the past few months, it would be that life is short. It is so much more valuable than we lead ourselves and others to believe. I took so much for granted before quarantine. Small things like going to lunch with my boys and being allowed to play at the park. … Continue reading Cabin Fever
Maybe it isn’t a break that I need Or possibly it was just to plant a new seed. I remember growing up with dreams But everything changed as I got older it seems. The reality of life will strike you to your core Until you aren’t aware of who you are anymore. I don’t remember … Continue reading Blue