I drink a cocktail of moonlight 

Every shot that I get. 

If the moon is depleted 

I'll reach for the stars.

I Booze up on the Milky Way

To stupefy the pain.

This spaced out gypsy

Has an unmerciful thirst

to go home. 

My words are clumsy

They trip and they stumble

Lay heavy like boulders

And in football, they'd fumble

Sometimes they may flow

Like the ocean, in waves

Or crash like tsunamis

Wreaking havoc for days

They let out to much

Or nothing at all

They make me seem bitter

They make me look small

They cut and they bruise

And they carry bad news

When I reach for a hand

They build up a wall

I can't understand me

It's crazy, I know

That the things that I think

My mouth can't echo

For my mind, it is screaming

It wants to be known

But I shut up and swallow my words.

You stab me with venomous spit

soak me in tormented moans

slash me with sharp knife words

rip my smile and sliver my esteem

thick boots of lacerated phrases

acid rupturing my life in furrows

floor littered with broken glass

fractured like yesterday’s bones

vomit reeking on floor in anguish

pinpricks of bruising insults, leaving

tracks dribbling across my distress

standing on my chest, you stomp

a preying vulture denting my skin

down on my knees, I hide my soul

from your red face screwed up

as you slit wounds in my heart

bleeding crimson torment drops

shattered life inside word toxin.

I aim to never disagree with you

May my opinions be ever your opinions

May I disassemble myself

So that you can rearrange my pieces

Until it is more pleasing to your eye

Until I reflect only your image

May you dig through me like a bowl of candy

Taking piece after piece

Choosing only what you like

Till I whittle away

And there is nothing left of me to remember

Not even my name

I stare, lost in those pulsating eyes,

Hurt, scattered, yet very much alive. 

I can almost  hear the wolves howl.

I see a new wound open as another heals now.

The tears bring out my blue-gray eyes, 

If I could only quit staring into the black,my demise.

Flashes, wet and fallen eyelashes,

Blood red whites and restless nights.

Determination, to spite it all,

I am here, I hear that call.

Heather Hughes. 

Im crying,Im changing,Im dying inside,my soul I am slaying,my feelings I hide.Break down my walls and save me I shout!But nobody hears me,they'll not help me out.Im disappearing,Im foreign,my mind has a mind of its own,even on the inside I can't feel at home.Someone preserve me,make it alright,don't leave me alone in the darkness tonight.Im sick,Im weak,my body is weary,my burdens are heavy,my eyes they are teary.There's no doctor inside try and fix it myself,soo much time this does take,but there's nobody else.Im trying,Im failing,my spirit is worn,on the outside Im fine,on the inside Im torn.Does noone care enough to see what's behind these walls I've built for me?I've gotten tired of waiting,tried meeting half way,but Im back at the bottom the end of each day.If noone cares,then why should I?Is it behind my walls that I shall die?

 by: Heather Hughes

Cloudy mind,standstill soul,hidden emotions,nowhere to go.Restless nights,dreary days,questioning myself and my ways.Empty moments,time's passing me by,why do I always have to ask why?A little spark here,a little spark there,reality strikes,never know when nor where.Do we feel?Do we know?It seems we care not where we go.Take the blindfold,throw it down,start to turn things back around.

 by:Heather Hughes