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Vulnerable

You’ve caused my heart
a great deal of pain over the years,
though at the moment
I can’t even feel it in my chest.

There’s a certain emptiness
swimming through my inward parts,
and I don’t know when (or if)
feeling will return.

I gave you the best of me,
the most genuine pieces of myself,
and though that meant witnessing
my worst moments as well,

it also meant you saw me
when I was vulnerable and afraid,
and your callous responses remain
burned into my nightmares to this very day.

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Falling for a Witch

Cupid’s arrow
feels more like Satan’s pitchfork
through my chest.

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What I Am to You

Not the pages your eyes are drawn to,
but the bookmark that holds your place.

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Rest

This in between
without much hope,
it’s killing me
and I can’t cope.

Another letdown.
One more on the list.
I feel like a clown,
but I just can’t resist.

This game of sorts,
I’m tired of playing.
Lasting remorse,
I’m tirelessly praying.

Until the birth of tomorrow,
I’ll bow my head and rest.
Love, may I please borrow
a place upon your breast?

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Often Used

I’ll hide these tears behind my eyes
for the sake of clinging to phony strength.
If tomorrow our little love should die,
diminished will be the remains of my faith.

This pen has seen much heartbreak,
describing it in words so often used.
I wanted the fruit, I got the snake.
The turn of events left me confused.

What could justify this sudden departure?
I think to myself in the middle of the night.
You come close and then walk increasingly farther,
and I’m not sure which of us is in the right.

Praying over a daunting blank page,
moisture finally seeps into my vision.
Maybe we weren’t ready for the stage,
but I didn’t expect this head-on collision.

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Beauty Remains

fallen leaves
fresh snow
old cliches
but their beauty remains

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Up with the Birds

You’re quite the fickle soul.
Our friendship comes and goes.
Sometimes without a pulse,
sometimes devoid of lows.

I don’t know what makes you leave,
or impels you to return.
It’s an unfair cycle, I must admit,
drops of cold water on a lasting burn.

How can we go on like this?
Our paper smiles aren’t enough.
Maybe you wanted something more.
Maybe you went and fell in love.

Or maybe I’m speaking crazy words.
It’s much more likely you’re just a flake.
I’ll take my leave, up with the birds.
You won’t notice I’m gone when you awake.

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What She Said

I mean, he’s a nice guy but…
it just wouldn’t work between us…
we just want different things:

he wants us to be together,
and I don’t.

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Equipped

Lord, equip us.
Not with a sword, or even a shield.
But with love.

And not the brand of love
that is only a thin veil
hiding underlying judgment.

But the kind
that simply loves, unconditionally
and second-naturedly.

The kind
that is so genuine and pure
that it can’t help but affect hearts.

The kind
that is rooted in relationship
between two equal souls.

The kind
that You bestow upon us,
undeservedly, every day.

Lord, equip us.
Not with a sword, or a shield.
But with love.

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I Hope This Isn’t Goodbye

We’re damaged beings.
We’ve been through a lot.
But that doesn’t mean
we’re not worth another shot.

If we’ll open our hearts,
if we’ll shake off the past,
we’ll make a new start,
and a fresh line will be cast.

I’ll give you all I own.
It’s the best that I can do.
I know I’ve been a stone,
but believe these words are true.

I adore your gentle ways.
You’ve made me a better man.
Far from my former days,
you showed me love really can.

So here I am in front of you,
begging for just one more try.
We have a lot of work to do,
but I hope this isn’t goodbye.

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