Friday, January 30, 2015

Dull throb

The rope slipped from my hands so quick I was left with burns
And when they blistered I started to cry
Because that meant in time, it would hurt less, and eventually go away.
And I cannot say I'd know who I am without the pain.

Also,
Most days,
This ache is all I have left of you
And I don't want to lose that too.

Sunday, January 25, 2015

The unclaimed

Sometimes
I wonder if you can spend so much time looking for something that's lost, that you forget what it was to begin with.

And then I wonder,
When you do find it, will you even recognize it?

Will that even matter by then?

Saturday, January 24, 2015

Looking for a way out,
Or a way back in.
Depending on how you look at it.




And some boxes,
They're never meant for being opened. Ever.

Lying on the Moon

It's a dark and stormy place
But with you, my dear,
I'm safe and we're a million miles away.

Sunday, January 18, 2015

If we just went with what felt nice all the time,
That would fuck things up for some people.

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

She always knew my name.


Her voice is cold, familiar, snaking itself around and pulling me to her. 

She was the echo off comforting bathroom floors, the constant gentle murmur that would find me when the flush of toilets drowned out all thought. 


There are so many days you have fooled yourself into thinking you've run far enough away,

Until she finds you. 

And oh, she always knows where to find you. 



Sunday, January 11, 2015

All the girls wanna

One button at a time
Boy, don't you have fine designs 


You're working overtime 

Thursday, January 8, 2015

Whipped

Couldn't hide it if I tried

Monday, January 5, 2015

And I start back at One

She's all commas and semi-colons, ellipses and periods
Tripping up on all the questions that play on the edge of her tongue and
Finding spaces between sentences for doubt to paint ugly pictures
Until
She wanders, eyes closed, back into places of safety.
Back to a place where she can find proper footing,
Back to where it is okay to take a breath
And
Start. again.

Friday, January 2, 2015

If you can't actually see the pain you're feeling,
Are you really feeling it at all?