Category: poem

Burying You

And yet I stand here, Trapped   Surrounded on all Four Sides With reminders of you   Staring me down Telling me it’s Time to let go   Photo Credit: Ellieboat via Compfight cc

Silent

Your hand reaches out Taking hold of my throat Closing, closing Choking the goodness from my lungs Seeping, sweeping onto the floor Crumpling down Down I go Losing consciousness For a moment, Taking me by surprise Your words hit me This time Like they…

Why I don’t Write

Do I write for fun? Or when the power of words hit me? Do I write to process, to understand The beauty of things that surround? Would I write if energy was freely given, Flowing to me in a continuous And purifying rain of…

Ache

To be continually confined, Scratching at the high walls of my Cell until my fingers Bleed, with no one listening to my Whimpers except the moon. She’s the only one who never Gave up – on me – Continued to shine on – Despite…

Run

She came to my door Broken and shamed Last night to explain The unexplainable How she rose above The light until She reached the Darkness of Your might. It could Be easy to Pretend But you Know That’s Not What She’ll Do. photo credit:…

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