The First Time I Found Peace
I’ve been put through the ringerWith tears stinging my faceBeen sent to hell and ran backTo the coastWhere I lost myself in wavesFound love for the first timeLost it to fearLost innocence to fearLost friends to fearLost life to fearI took a stab back at itAnd tar leaked from my heart Though what drainedLeft sun to remainUntil being filled back upThrough comments by those I don’t loveRan to New ...
A Broken Home is Only Broke When You’re in it
Love in my familyWas selectiveTo the point whereYou love someone with passionOr hate them with envyAnd I didn’t mind the Christmases On my dads sideEven though I didn’t recognize any of themAs someone to hold ontoSomeone to cherishSomeone to loveBut growing up in a broken homeLeft marks and scarsWhere I didn’t recognize the closest people to me anymoreUntil close becameLiving with someone And n...
why i am a warrior
laying awake at nighti often wonderif he realizes how he’s left mehow at first i was a shell of who i used to bei couldn’t even speak of whathe did to meand then something changedi changed and started to screami started to shout of the pain insiderushing out like river flows to sea because of the things i’d seenthat wouldn’t leave my mindthe pictures that i couldn’t stop seeingon repeat even th...
This Family has a reputation to uphold
My father’s bonesAnd my mother’s eyesOne brother’s smileAnd the other’s sigh My skin is hot from the summer sunMy eyes squeezed shut to try to feel at oneMy father’s houseMy mother’s homeOne brother’s flatAnd the other’s roadMy skin is frail from winter windsMy lips are chapped from holding inMy father’s graveMy mother’s chairOne brother’s gazeAnd the other’s glareMy hands still shake As I sa...
The first time I took the kitchen knife
I flinch from a phone call from strangers or a close friend. Room surrounded by cohorts of buildings and stores as its slaves. It's been a year since my father left The chain-mail he left behind still decorating the living room. Sad. Impossible to reverse broken plates; Too late when my feet start bleeding from unnoticed shreds. “You cannot escape from the past. You forget your old man. Least f...
Moonlight on the Atlantic ~ Haiku
Icy waters swayThe moonlight falls through the break The waves crash and fade
Opus
He and I We invariably decay, From too much infatuation. It’s the pedigree you pay for loving the absolute lariat, who’s contemplative, pensive and glorious, above. Leaves you for days, to not consider, or shunEvery move is spoken clear,get better and climb the rudder’s rear so that you can fall down the steps. We, don’t side with anotherHold a hunk of him, always near The tranche, hidden unde...
Despite These Realizations
In this life I am alone.Some days a blue glow, others yellow.Everybody is a glass jar.Like candles in the dark, we burn separately.Confined to the spaces which our fates bestow upon us,only break with understanding that each color is its own. Understand, we are nothing. But nothing lasts forever, so they say, and so I break to float in the vastness. I wish to be nothing eternally. To see the li...
Her innocence, my ignorance
03/12/19If you had my loveAnd I gave you all my trustWould you comfort me?And if somehow you knewThat your love would be untrueWould you lie to me?To me These questions stimulate fear, the fear of fully depending on her for happiness, warmth, healing.the fear in constantly drowning in her soft, fierce and light spirit.I find stress in being her stress relief.I can’t do it anymore and I won’t li...