Spring Has Returned

Spring Has Returned Frozen eyes, harsh breaths all disintegrate under your spell. I have shivers and shakes still under my skin and I’ve been waiting four long months to have you warm me from the inside out. I’ve never known how to welcome to you properly, I’ve been a little …

Poem: Appropriate Jealousy

When she’s kissed she’s alive, wanted and wanting and I am jealous. I am never alive not kissed, nor loved, not held. I am. This is all. Little comments that dig at my soul. Little kisses that inflate her ego. Rightly so. I am jealous. Right so. He is nothing. …

Poetry: Pinpricks

Stars are pinpricks of heat and light that burn. We are desperate moths blind and lost, abandoned, Clear nights call to us, beckon us with a whisper, we can’t resist it the desperate pull. Stars are pinpricks of heat and light that burn, until we are turned away. Abandoned. r.l.w

Poem: Broken Little Bluebell

Tick tock tick broken little bluebell lying at the bottom of the stairwell. Stems are cracked and leaves are torn broken little bluebell oh the bruises you adorn. Time passes slowly not to be found broken little bluebell don’t make a sound. Plucked from existence and dropped into the den …

Poem: Space

She is counterpoint to my supernova, I am a brilliant point of light burnt out before my time and she is the only thing I am holding onto as I blaze through existence. She is my solar system. briefly I outshine her mere moments pass but she is my gravity …

Poetry: Lost Too Much

You say fall and I see jump I think I’ve lost too much. Seen too much and my imagination broken shattered into pieces after a long fall from a frightening height from which you jumped. A permanent change has come over me never the same now I see friends hanging …

NaPoWriMo – Day 26

It’s not quite what I expected, the way she responds to me pushes me away and tells me that I am not for her. And I turn away and let her go but not without trying to reach out with my heartbreak. She doesn’t respond to it pressing forward or …

NaPoWriMo – Day 25

The proper words cannot compare with the proper emotions I must convey hidden behind the best smiles and nervous shakes I try to explain everything. I don’t have those emotions but still have the words carry them around to remind me all is not empty when all comes undone. I …

NaPoWriMo – Day 24

I keep them all locked up broken bits of myself and the only things that keep me together are the lies I’ve told to keep the secrets to myself. I will never say a word. Carrying it swirling around my shoulders cracked features and blurred eyesight years of secrets I …