Secrets

10/7/17 I want to give reasons why something is wrong send them into the air even with no response I could write full chapters on family histories to validate my mind on my thoughts and theories I could add human touch to what I’ve been through paint a picture of why it may mean something…

Warmth

Big changes for me, closing chapters Sad day for me, but focusing on others The ones still here; the ones that love me, all sides been through the fires and our hearts are entwined Friendships with lifelong wisdom, offering who I am and not being rejected Not anxious to be in places I’m not meant…

Not Alone

I’ve taken up yoga, just in my room, helps me manage my thoughts of gloom and doom Signed up to attend community events, but I’m kind of shy, I’ll let you know how it went Walk most days with a band on my wrist, counting my steps toward goals and fitness Miles and above all…

Greed is Not Love

In bed at 7, my mind needs to sleep Tasks today have been difficult, weak My head feels foggy, it’s hard to think Knowing in the background the anchor sinks. I want to pull it up, that takes energy Fight through the pain of another tragedy Keep my voice high among a billion screams Feel…

Revelations

I was calm in the car today. I didn’t cry as I drove home, and as I started to think of why that could be, I felt a sense of empowerment and relief. I know I’m not the easiest person to deal with sometimes, and those are the thoughts that sometimes swirl for far too…

Hiatus 

One year ago June, was our final doom, a chaotic ending I barely survived, financial crises besides betrayal of a kind I can scarcely discuss. I can be in the same room as you now, but brief moments only, I don’t look your way, a decade plus of broken trust and a crumbling of everything…

World Suicide Prevention Day

Labeling myself a poet, even now, after I’ve written them for years, sounds strange to me in comparison to other poets; I don’t know how I add up, but I guess that’s not the point of poetry. For me, poetry is a way of coping and communicating in a form that is easiest for me….

Open Soul

Open soul An open hole A beacon for opportunists to stroll Believing it’s worth the anxious dice roll Pretending I’m strong and can take the pain Of another rejection, another withdraw It can’t be me, it’s their hearts not thawed to all of the love that I crave to give, unencumbered by rules that society…

Wicked Games 

I try to see to understand someone like you someone so grand beyond my scope Thrown for a loop My soul on fire My world is too Until you’re gone then the flame fades not at my will at yours it seems you told me, so you think it’s fair your denial is only fair…