Sleep Accident
I can only sleep at night by accident, Running circles on my back like an insomniac call-girl. If only I could get rid of even just a little bit. Feelings of betrayal eat away at my TV dinner, Oh how I wish I could cook. Bring me back home, I am not here.
How Not to Parent
She used me to define herself Feeding me TV for dinner He drank to forget himself It was me he made disappear At least I know that she loves me But she makes me question why I don’t know why he hates me He never looked me in the eye
Spring Flower
Soft pink petals tease my eyes with warmer days Delicate satin lace tickled by the spring breeze Your ephemeral beauty tells my sad story Dance for me on the way down.
Sunday Thoughts
The secret is to turn your back on the world. Pretend to disappear completely, Sitting silently alone in the crowd. Oh how the darkness sparkles on the light. Parks are for the poor to forget home, I’m trying hard, to soften My exterior to the world is my internal struggle.
Lucid Living
Been afraid of myself, too long Avoiding squares to be cool Circles are where it’s at, although What do I know, anymore Any less would be a crime, against The wall, blank, just begging for morning Light to shine on something, anything To stop me from thinking, about What it means to be me and […]
