There are poems of love I will now never finish

Singing nothings that are now nothingness.

You did this, you killed them, you stole out their flame

Now silence must pay back the debt of this pain.

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Hope

Whoa, what bitterness is this

Whose twisted thoughts have I trekked in?

Surely this darkness isn’t mine,

This want for aching, wasted time

Someday I’ll be solid, healed

Someday the nightmares won’t be there to steal

If the nights are silent, the days reveal

Endless screaming from the ones repealed

Some time night and day alike

Will toss their haunting-juggling storms

Aside

And all the worry and fear I despise

Will finally

Entirely

Subside.

To dust

This Christmas time, my mind

Is racing with thoughts of death.

The woman in the road

The loyal dog that crumbled to ash in my hands

The grandfather I did not get to bid farewell…

The fathers that faded away before their time,

Hurting the loved ones in my life

I close my eyes and see demise

The permanence of death that floods my head

How do I stop this whirlwind and

Succumb to peace instead?

Drowning from up above

It is hard to weep in light, my

Sadness craves the night

past time when I am long alone, when skydark hits and mutes the known

I cry softly on my own.

I did not know that stones

Could feel.

When will this grief stop its roaming, and settle

more quietly into a home? I cannot

be like this much longer or my tears

will fill my lungs.

I’m drowning from above, and no one

Has offered me any way up

To see the sky and breathe again

To where the sea is not flooding my oxygen

And cursing my skin with its sting.

I would love to care about such trivialities

please don’t turn away

THERE IS A PAIN WITHIN ME THAT I CANNOT CURE THE WORLD
AND A TAUNTING, HAUNTING LAUGHTER FROM THE DARK WHERE PEOPLE HURT
I CANNOT FIX THE BROKEN, I CANNOT STEM THE FLOW
I CANNOT HALT THE BLEEDING OF THE HEARTS who have LET GO.

EACH NIGHTDARK WHISPERS HATING-THINGS THAT SIBILIANTLY SPREAD THEIR WINGS
COASTING IN ON WICKED THOUGHTS WHICH ARE ALL DISGUISED AS HARMLESS DROPS 
OF RAIN AND WIND THAT SWEEP THE SHORES
OF EVERY HEART BOUND TO IGNORE
ITS WORTH.

i love you, let me help you feel
more
than
hurt