hope and hopeless run side by side
making eachother known
i want to tell you why i need
the things i want to own
but you would tell me to grow up
and use my indoor voice
until im forced into the dark
crying in the night
The letter stared at her accusatorially from across the room. She could avoid it no longer.
Her hands shook as she broke the seal on the envelope and unfolded the page. Her eyes scanned the words several times, not believing what she read at first.
She laughed out loud.
the seamstress
every word
is another blow
my self esteem a pile of rags
torn apart by your seamstress hands.
you said you'd fix me
but now i'm worse
than i was before.
why can't you
stitch me back together
and make me perfect
like you promised?
am i really beyond saving?
The two doors
The hope of the heavens, and the hatred of the underworld.
They both contain the things I need, but with difficulties.
For one is a soft loving hug, and the other a embrace of loneliness.
They are as simple as good and evil, yet as complex as life and enternity.
I stole a car
I stole a car last night
in my dream
where you were hiding
under the seat
put it in reverse
and you disappeared
even if someone is
still alive in real life
are they ghosts
if what we want
goes away
when we wake up
tech support
it's not intuitive I get it. but your facetiousness boils my blood; rage slithers to the top of my head, manifesting in pulsating blindness. moments, pass. suck in some air--breathe. it's not her fault. it's not worth the agony. equanimity is what I want, but I'll settle for sanity.
Independent Parent
My life changed the day my child let go of my hand; she was a big girl now. Overwhelming pride fueled tears that flowed into creases in my cheeks as she ran to the playground.
Neither of us saw the car coming.
National Emergency
I can't shoot but he could. That's why my brother lives forever in the desert. Even now, when my dog barks, he jumps. I don't hear much of his genius anymore. He still hears all of mine. But I live forever in debt. That's why we both won't evacuate.
Two worlds!
I see two worlds
Yours and mine
Yin and Yang
Love and Hate
Us trying to escape
But we're holding on to something
My sadness comes on top
While your anger gets stronger
I see two worlds
Yours and mine
Sad and angry
What we now became
Are we fine?
Where My Mind Goes
Why are the nights so much worse?
I've asked the questions, but no good reason heard.
I've fought to keep the anger away.
But until I change myself, the anger will stay.
But the truth? I don't want to be lonely, too...
Even if it means taking a hit....or two.