crazy, stupid hate

the death is like a knife to my lipsI beg to be taken but it runs too highthe bloodshot pools in my eyes readymy fingers grasp the edge of your throatfollow my heaving breaths to the end of timeI’m ready, I’m ready, I’m finally readybut the high is an emotional letdownand the door slams shutI’m […]

writing my coda

the sentence broke offat the slightest quiverI can’t help but watch the shiverthis you can’t take, can’t shrug asideit didn’t mean to be an attackbut the barbs sink deep and latch onthere’s not a kiss, not a songthat can change this moment nowI try to notice the shadow behind your facebut there’s no use in […]

awaiting the punishment

I feel no heatI see no lightI hold no loveI sing no songI believe no truthI desire no tomorrowThere is bitterness withinI butter my bread with itevery time I take a breathThere is sickness deepinside my marrowBreak my neck and ingest itMy heart is always collapsedSo drink the blood and be filledWith everything I’ve tried […]

Already Gone

Mother calls, but I Am already gone, like the wind Through the trees, or the words Of the freed, slave to the past I was, searched, gaped, swallow Always last, because I fought first They made a mess of my face Stripped my hands and tore my heart I was one, now I am twenty […]

What I Lost

where have I been/where have I lost in everything/and in nothing/I’ve lost the sense and sight/the world has no light sickly humans sell human slaves/and I lost all respect for every person/who claims to love but watches movies/eats fast food/you lost my respect/disgusting beasts are man woman and child as well/disease corrupts but you suck […]

Songs of Completion

I feel a wind/cool and enlightening carrying hope/a promise of a better tomorrow or simply the next four hours/I work and try to remain present/but man sees little/and the man would have me starve, die anything but confess he is inadequate/I will go to my grave, full of years/wisdom/words few spoken, many saved/for a day […]

50 Word Story: Overflow

People say that when you dream about someone, that means they are thinking of you. But why though? Am I worth any of your space and memory? Will you let me fill you till our soul and spirit overflow? What’s the point in love if we can’t taste it too.

objectified

I’m not Your toy Your piece of pleasure, object of dreams I could be your doll, let you dress me up Pick and choose when to take me out How much you would love it If you had the handsomest doll Of all your schoolhouse friends? How aesthetically empowering it must be To have me […]

does it get better

Sick of the misplaced stupidity, the broken ties of useless lies spewed at me is there a place for a moment of silence, of surrender from the sunken misery that dwells in the soul bottom feeders nibble for half truths because a whole might stuff their throats i’m just so tired, so tired of being […]

Stretched Thin

Stretch me, across borders Divisions of church and state Farmland and industrious city From the tips of Appalachia To the Sydney funnel web’s quiet den Amongst the hottest depths And the most unimaginable heights Is a connectedness that has no signal Registers no bars on our devices Yet is the reason we can fight every […]