Every ending has a new beginning.

Well, I ended him all right. He shouldn’t have done it but he did. So I did – end him I mean.

I carefully stirred antifreeze into one of two glasses and handed the spiked tea to him as I smiled and kissed him. He never realized that It was a goodbye kiss as he contemplated leading me to the bedroom. II enjoyed it thoroughly as I watched him swig his tea with its lovely dose of antifreeze. It was no secret to me that he was both a cheater and a liar but I really did not care anymore because I knew I was about to have a new beginning.

If only I had realized that the outcome of my new beginning might not be a good one! As I walked away from his very stiff body, I decided to take a swig of the other tea which I had not spiked. Unfortunately, he had surreptitiously spiked my tea when I went to wash my hands. Not only was he a cheater and a liar but I found out the hard way that he was also was a murderer. In retrospect, my ending wasn’t that bad as I floated off into oblivion, hoping for a new beginning.

When I finished traveling to my new beginning, to my horror, there he was with a malevolent smirk on his face!

Oh no! Don’t tell me I’m nothing -

something lives inside my head,

my black eyes have seen it all.

I leave my calling card on doorsteps,

scattering echoes of wind as proof

that I am a new beginning, waiting

for the fog on the deserted road

to develop wings and begin to fly.

I bare my tainted pen, becoming

something in shadows climbing

over empty spaces, leaving space

for something echoing in soup bowls.

Feed me! Feed my emptiness of soul -

move the migraines in my cloudy vault,

follow footprints into charisma of dawn.

I may mean nothing but I am your world

your empty spot, just waiting to be filled.

One second

clock hands whirl

I hold my breath

closer to death

and further

from you

as you walk

softly in

parallel universe

I cannot

catch you

because you

are always

one second away.

Sealed over on itself

and swollen

Can't bite or see

Afraid the dangerous mind

left me

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I take a razor blade from my friend,

to stop him from cutting

And then I crawl into the bathroom and cut with it

I’m just a hypocrite in my hypocritical hole,

hoping that no one questions the flaws in my logic,

But they always do.

Behind invisible bars

black wolves hover

in sheepskin disguises.

Pythons of hypocrisy

swallow our spirit.

Empty bags

obliterate our souls.

Living

in soundless tombs,

we struggle

against restraints -

prisoners

of imposters.

It’s time to go

I know

I know

If only we

Had listened though

We will pray

Before we go

What starts with sun

Will end with snow

It’s time to go

I know

I know

Always jumping over fences

Some are low

Some high

A never ending chase

They come from earth

They come from sky

Always jumping over fences

Too petrified to cry

As we sink we tell each other

"Maybe someday we will fly"