Staring down Into my own Oblivion Self destruction Impossible to escape
In the street. Pensive glares pregnant with meaning. Imagined Memories. Greetings between Former lovers wrenched
The cherry red tip of ash falls from her cigarette to make love with a dry autumn leaf and set the forest ablaze.
If anyone but you Had told me not to talk to you They would never have succeeded I let you go Because you asked me to.
One more meeting Just one more Rendezvous And the courage To speak up
Can you Unravel the lies You tell yourself To make it through Your uneasy
2015-01-12-19-24-55_poetryx You made it look so easy Walking away You made it look like It was nothing special
This is where I am Though I fail to treasure it I am still right here
Life is right judgement Wisdom divides great from small Wrongness has no life
There are so many things I’d like to say to you But when I see your face My mind just goes blank I’m terrified
When I got over the hill the girls hooted and I skated down the fun side of the arched bridge over the river. Carving hard
2014-12-28-21-44-05 It is a myth When they say “The pieces you give away You never get back”
All the spaces between. All the things left unsaid. They are like the air packed into a vanilla milkshake
It’s been 14 years Since we’ve spoken 14 years In which I’ve tried to Bury my regrets
I can no longer trust my mind not to betray me, and devour me To bury me with thoughts of insecu… Was it love was it something else