Category: Poetry
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My words are rocksToo heavy to throw;Too sharp to catch;Too permanent to grow.The smell of petrichorHaunts these parched lands,But of the stormI have been preyAnd seek not a tempest.In the desert-land without hopeThat aroma is deathAnd I vowed upon the sand itself,Never again.A fool would stare at the sun–And a fool more to drown in…
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At peace is the soul that has seen ruinAnd found possibility;The gray ash held not as a destroyed result of chance,But the seed of rebirth.Just as the phoenix in myth,Such are those that refuse to be forgotten.A second chance is the greatest giftAnd all are welcome to it’s magicSo long as they believe.The gravity of…
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Who has right to speak of loveThat has never wept a midnight tearWaiting for the stars to ignite?What absolution existsFor they that still smolderWalking the lonely path of fate?When the sun rises and casts golden beams to fading eyes,What lost and naked soulHas time to rejoice cold and alone?The Great Fire that moves allTends to…
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In the drudgery of despair I do roam, a light without light of its own. For never a thing clung to me as I to it like the depths of the endless well I find myself falling in. To speak her name on the journey serves to arouse the smile of reprieve, if but for…
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I am the north star in the night skyGuiding home the lost just by passing time.I am the second thought in your mindWhen you realize there was still more to find. I am right where I always was–The one thing about it all you can trust.I will be there until the end of time.I will…
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I trace the scar on my arm.I trace the scar on my hip.I trace the one on my shoulderAnd the one just under my chin.I follow the outline of the hourglass over my heart.I rub my thumb across the semicolon on my wrist.One is there for luck,And the other a reminder I can make it…
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I wish I could look into your eyesJust one last time,But I know that’s not possible now.You’ve moved on from all the ways I failed you.If I could see the futureThe way I remember the pastI would have made you smileLike I always wished.I wanted to take you to dinner.I wanted to take you to…
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Thoughts fall down on a worried mind,Much like a blanket in the baking sun.Words drop short of the hill I climb,Spoken from lips ready to call it done. Sad eyes raise to a lonely sky,Where nothing there has time to shine for me.Had to learn to be my own light,Just to burn up trying to…
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My days are melancholy,But still I remember flightAnd the bright blue sky. I walk a fine line,Actively taunting both sides,Flouting order in order to flaunt light. What little remains of that I was bornBathes in rage fueled by pain–Succumbing to neither. I am the ghost that haunts the nightmare.I am the angel healing the broken.I…
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It has been my experience in life that there are only two things worth sacrificing everything for: love and hope. Hope lights the path forward; love is the fuel to keep going. I wrote this a long time ago for someone that doesn’t want to know it, but will forever fill me with hope and…
