Proud

Proud Proud of me I’m standing free, though I cannot Scream And the tears are silently beginning To stream I will stand in peace, inside The pride they Feel for me Proud Proud of me My scarred and weakened knees, Shattered and broken are All of my remaining Dreams But they’re proud And they sayContinue reading “Proud”

Orphan

A storm is coming, we Can feel it deep Inside our bones, We have lost the will to Make the clock move Forward When we’ve already lost Our only home Return to sender, we’re The firsthand offender, a Coward in wolves clothing, torn ripped, and cheaply Sewn Raised in violence, keep every pain In silence,Continue reading “Orphan”

Grateful

“Experience is simply the name we give our mistakes.” ~ Oscar Wilde Sometimes the rough points in life seem endless. There is no light at the end of the tunnel and bad things are just going to continue to occur without pause. That is life and it goes on, so they say.  2022 has beenContinue reading “Grateful”

Head(space)

“unbeingdead isn’t beingalive” e. e. cummings Another draft from the beginning of December for my fellow winter, bluesy babes because vulnerability is all I got left. Hang in there folks, it’s war out there. ~ I hate the cold season. In the warmer seasons, I already tend to feel fidgety and anxious when saying outContinue reading “Head(space)”

Reset

Where will I find you againMy friend?On this road or at anotherBend?Maybe, at the end ‘We are all just getting by’A statement presentWhen we Cry But the truth can’t Lie We’re all just trying to getByLeave me flowers near my Stone,Once I have left this world Alone,After you have finally grown Older, May love findContinue reading “Reset”

(less)ons learned

Be less like you and be more like me Shame your ambitions, and throw All of your diamonds Into the sea Be less impatient, and keep your Face clean, Stay silent when spoken, and keep your Issues Exactly where they should be; stay refrained Be less of what they ignore, and more of what theyContinue reading “(less)ons learned”

Vile

“After great pain, a formal feeling comes –The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs –“ Emily Dickinson It has been quite a long few months since my last book excerpt share. It’s still new and a bit emotional each time, no matter the number of details or how often I do it. Reminding myself that itContinue reading “Vile”

Stacks

i am afraid. the mind holds images like fresh paint on thick canvas; colors fade through the years but the pattern constantly remains and i am afraid. memories build in stacks, car doors open to bitter air and in my mind you are gone (in my mind, this is how you died) but i knowContinue reading “Stacks”

whispers

tonight i whispered goodbye on the wind; it danced across the keys of an untuned piano, and carried through an opening door, and slivered through a black, lace shawl, and whistled through the leaves of the tallest tree, and tumbled across shards of broken glass, and dove into the violent sea, and was swallowed byContinue reading “whispers”

Alone, now

i’m not supposed to be here and you are not supposed to stay it’s made clear you’ve left long ago but as you can see we are never quite on the same page i bleed alone, now, and carry myself i’ve sheltered me better, to tether my health; with the alter removed and a tasteContinue reading “Alone, now”