Category: Poetry

Dig Deeper I have cut myself to my ankles many times before because that is what you taught me. This is what you breathed into my mouth when I didn’t want your lips anywhere near mine. You insisted, Boy, did you keep insisting. Jeez, how deep did you think you could go? What the fuck…

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The Belly I have outlived you by a few years, at most probably five, maybe even ten, but no more than eleven. As I sat waiting to reach my destination, I had time to think about you in the silence, imagining what aspirations you had, and when you realized all was lost.  You went back…

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Weary Comparison You tell me you can’t go on, that you are sore, burned out, sent to the brink of not being able to return. But you’ve never listened to yourself, or told yourself you can go on, as a fighter, a survivor, someone that strikes first and asks questions later. You pass by people…

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If I told you to touch it, would you?  I don’t think you would. I really don’t think you would. You crave loneliness. You do things in the dark. It’s not like I don’t know who you are. I see you not holding your words in truth. I hear you doing bad things. I touch…

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Not You I’ve kicked you out many times From my mind. I’ve bolted down the tiny path, Always leading somewhere toward mistakes. I played with death Because of you. I wanted it. I craved it. I needed it. My chest was crushed under your weight. The weight I thought was something else. The something else…

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In the Meantime You Are up there, And I am down here. You Were always with me, Listening, And hearing my voice quiver. My high pitched words, Sounding like unsettled screams, As you stroked my fears away. Every day you are gone, I am unsettled, Not still, Not sure, Wondering, And waiting. Sometimes it is…

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What Could Have Been What are the odds? Not very high.  I told myself this over and over. It must be difficult to know you lost out on something. Yes, it stings a little bit, but all the time people lose. Some lose something small.  Some lose something big. It is easy to let it…

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The Blind Date She told me to not be so damn perfect. It wasn’t that I was trying all that hard. I told her this.  I truly did.  I did. I did, I did, I did, I did, and I did. You think she listened to me. No.  No.  No. Each no for what I…

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I Ask When This too shall pass, they told me. When I asked why, there was nothing but silence. This was why it never went beyond the first question. On that day, I never received anything substantial. I wanted more and rightly so, but it was never the right time. They proved me wrong over…

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