Faith
Keep the faith…
There’s a light
you’ve got to believe it
Even when you can’t see it
Like right now…
You might be thinking, like how
Am I gonna get out?
Might be the darkest time in your life.
But things are going to change…
One day
The gray skies will go away
Wanting to die will be a thing of yesterday.
While it might be hard to imagine
How is all of this going to happen?
You’re gonna need to trust God…
He gave you life for a reason
He sees your pain
He’s with you
He ain’t leavin
He loves you
Believe him.
The Crippled Bird Flew Las Vegas
She decided her exit was now.
She pooled every bookie’s psychic chicane,
Wiring a pennie’s weathered dignity
Just short of upselling her soul on loan
And traded stuttering fluorescent ictus
For steel wool sidewalk
Shaded corpse stewed blue,
Outgunned but not outfoxed
Now a morgue bound rogue runaway
And 21st century hall of fame femme fatale
Hunted for cutting strings long past due,
Exploding the neon eyed shark mafia
Who made chilled blood circle rounds,
Kicking beehive tantrums
Firing cap gun napoleon complexes
Gaining blood pressure points
And losing top dollar bragging rights,
To Diana, Orchid Of Diamonds,
Who played the Royal Flush
And drowned the surly back alley rats
As sure as hell is hot,
Her plain Jane train
Whistling ragtime victory tunes
Leaving Sin City’s glittering abyss
Choking on its black widow shakedown.
The desert’s cracked broom
Swept her heel traced steps
As a sand offering thrown to God,
And the hoodwinked rat ensemble
Were still floating
Bloated facedown
Last any of the atrophied city muscle
Had heard.
They say since the crippled bird flew Las Vegas,
She sells prime real estate in the Windy City
Plucks an out of tune guitar
Bakes tart lemon pies
And still plays a mean game of cards.
Last anyone knew.
Last anyone heard.
tired
i'm tired
of all the little things
of all the big things
of events happening around me that are out of my control
yet still threaten to topple the foundations of the life i've built so far.
of uncertainty and anxiety
of numbness and depression
of feeling like my needs and desires don't matter
in the face of expectations from my family.
of parents venting to me,
of siblings yelling at me,
of friends not reaching out to me,
of feeling alone in this vast world.
of having to keep building myself up
when life tries so hard to push me back down.
of re-experiencing trauma
when i'm struggling to get by day to day.
of having to be empathetic to others
even though i'm the one who's hurting.
i'm tired of living,
but i need to force myself to keep going.