Tag Archives: poems
Return Me To Myself
How much of myself do you want me to give up so I can be your everything? How much of my skin would you like me to peel away, and how much blood would you like me to trail, and … Continue reading
Someone Whose Heart Never Stops Bleeding
Pouring a soul into the page is the easiest thing for someone whose heart never stops bleeding. Sometimes the craft is in the knowing what words must be cut, even if that means all of them. Only those of us … Continue reading
Broken
Bile and rage will at best destroy the life that has only glass for a heart. If you’re to survive, you must forge anew a vessel that cannot be hated apart.
There Would Be More
We are not as I had originally imagined us to be. I thought somehow there would be more Stardust and less spray paint, more Yahtzee and less tears. I thought you would like my homemade moonshine; I had not imagined … Continue reading
Nothing Like It Used To
They don’t write ’em like they used to, the epic songs, the twice-told tales; they don’t spin them like they used to, the stories you could stay up all night to listen to. They don’t play them like they used … Continue reading