Last Day of Summerpearl-colored cloudsbillow over our headsin an expanse of clear baby-blue skyand winds scented with summerlift my hair from the back of my neckyour smile is knowing and slightly devilishas you splash tiny kisses on my cheekin a spray of soft affectionand your fingers tickle me gentlyas your eyes dance with my laughterwe sit on a dock made of rough, aging woodand we make stupid splinter jokesgiggling like children pulling a prankand hugging impulsivelyfalling silent after a moment with an intimate contentmentyou lean over to trail your fingertipalong the water's darkened glassand I think with a smile of how you touched my lifein just the same waystirring, awakening, moving.I watch the sun catch your twinkling eyesand see your dimples deepen slightly as you grin at meare you ready to leave? you askoh, no. not yet.let's stay a moment(day? week?) longer.I want to see the sun falland sink with a crimson smile into the lakesliding slowly into someone else's mornin
Self-Executioners SongIt is a frightening momentwhen you realize you are completely empty.when you finally see the face of insanityand it looks too much like your own.It is the loneliest sound in the worldto hear yourself cry, alone.When your head aches from sobbingfor everything you never lost...because you never had.It is the hardest thing to believe,that you are worth more than you are told.When you are molded by wordsthat disintegrate you like acid.It is a terrifying secondwhen you look at death with a smile.when you wonder "what if I went to sleepand never woke up...?"
Believed ClicheI have sat within this space foreverwaiting for the sound of the rainnothing grows except the fearwish you noticed me for who I amand not for the person you wish I wasBut then the words cameand they took me by surpriseand their precious silken edges caughton the tones of the voice I know so well..."Your world is where I'd die to stayI've wanted nothing else this wayand everything that's in your eyesis everything I need, for all timeThere's nothing that I wouldn't doto show you that I'm sorry toofor all the times I've hurt your hearttorn it to a thousand partsso just believe me here and nowI'll make it up to you somehowI wish that I had told you this before,but every day I plan to love you more."
At the End of This Nightrip open the scab that never quite healedpull away all of the skin that you've peeledsmile with glee at the wound that you've madebefore the last scar even started to fadeyou get me to beg for a love you don't wantmy heart never full, only hollowed and gauntwalking the line, so close to the endI'm ready to break but you barely bendhearing the voices that call me to leavepushing them down as I struggle to breathethe air I take in is corrupted with youthe poison you speak, the things that you doyou think you're a man and can do what you pleasewhile I pray for respect down here on my kneesjust a few little words that tell me you careyour eyes pass right over - I'm not even thereand so i will watch now, again as you sleepand pray the Lord takes this soul that you keepperhaps if i wish with all of my mighti'll have left you behind at the end of this night.
Unfinished Indefinitelythere you sit with your snowflake promisesas fragile as the air they are spoken inyour words dance within the falling snowtwirling the wind around your voice(maybe it could bethat walking across the cliff to youon a log of faithdoesn't have to mean falling.And maybe looking downcould mean where I've come fromand not where I could landif [when] I fall...
9-11 Contest - Not So Innocentwe were innocent.fat with the freedomthat our fathers and grandfathers boughtwith their lives and their pridewhile our children never had to knowthe price of their taken-for-granted libertieswe forgot what a gold star in a window means.arrogant in our complacencyand choking on our own futureand suddenly it was all changedburied under tons of rubblethat used to stand for the American Dream.Now we are all reminded againof what our race is capable of.And suddenly we are not so innocent anymore.
Untitled-ForeverPlanes sit silent tonightafraid to let their wheels leave the groundand eyes stare out windowsas rain falls on facesin the form of despair.the sky is crying ashen tearsblank except for the starsthat watch with steady gazeand the rules are changingin an age-old game.Heroes' stories are being toldas we honor those who died for othersand try to find just a tiny sliverof sanity within the asylumas somewhere in the worldevil is smilingtriumphing for nowthe defenders have become the defenselessreaching beneath their complacencyto bring order to the shamblesand justice to the wrongedwhile somewhere in the piles of chaossomeone is hoping to be found.
I Am A LeafI am a leaffalling from a place where I belongedfrom a life where I have foughtthrough rain that drenched me in its despairand wind that threatened to tear me apartand yet I held onfighting to stay a part of thisthis thing that is so much bigger than meI braved the lightning and thunderfinding strength in those around mewho are like meand yet now it is colderthan anything I have felt beforeI am falling awayfrom everything i knowand I am driftinga pawn of the wind around methat turns me overuntil I don't know where I amI am falling, slowly but surelyand I don't know where I'll land.
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