Withering Flames

Memories of who I once loved wither away like,A ripped page out of my journal catching flame.Never wanted to tear a single one out,Yet,I smile as I watch each flake of fire scattered all across my face.Embers more heartwarming than all I've felt from anyone else…

Run! Before You Get Burned…

Don’t know what to say,Think,Nor feel.Yet,Anger likes to rise up my spine and escape my mouth in sentences meant to detain another’s sanity.So often stuck in a cell,I can’t help but feel trapped in such hysterical realities.Lap topped with so many sticky notes reminding me of travesties,Like my demons monitoring my vanity,Through my fear of... Continue Reading →

Dreamz I’ll Never Trade

Just,Imagine.Waking up,Without a fuss,And a family waiting to love you.With a simple kiss,Alleviating this,Pain that I feel!Whenever loneliness becomes heavy enough to crush you… A dream I’d like to have,Replacing nightmares where I stand,Engulfed in flames…A monster like myself only cries butane,Ignited by its fiery nature,As both of my pupils wearily observe the combustion of... Continue Reading →

Molotov

Being peaceful is something I’m not used to.After a few days of silence,That bottle in my chest becomes vibrant,With all I’ve been pouring into it,Glowing as it pops into pieces without a choice to fight it…Because,I ask myself.Why not let it explode?And,Bask in gleaming light coming from the hot embers of a burning soul,Forming into... Continue Reading →

Clock Still Tickin’?

Heartbreak kills.And,It feels as if it almost killed me without ever knowing why... Bones crackled louder as the days went by.Breathing felt like swallowing a ball of hysteria to start you off for the morning.Yet,Worst of all?Caring enough to take care of myself was far from a mind remote from its current reality.All of which... Continue Reading →

Freewrite #25: Until The End

Afternoons like these where my heart is filled with nothing but questions, particularly one all of us seem to ask at some point in our lives, Why? Keeps rattling my confused mind, as I have no idea why I'm thinking of such menacing question. This is just Me, anxiously sitting down in front of my... Continue Reading →

Burning Phoenix

So many flows flowing through me! I'm assuming it's the light I've glowed growing new trees, Of life I've needed to release thus ball of pain resting in my ankles, My chest and my hands from everything I thought I could handle... A gift that keeps giving, Flummoxed or not! Above the plot? Is peace... Continue Reading →

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