sunshine
a smile
trembling
on my face
hard fought
hard won
i can't help
but feel relief
because i've remembered
that normal is possible
only two days on the meds
just placebo, i know
but damn
i am grateful
for the lie
sunlight
hits my face
tears
roll down my cheeks
and i cry
not from panic
or fear
but because
i am happy
even for just
a split second.
Permanent Scars
Some say we were too bright
we came in too fast
racing across the galaxy
leaving remnants of cosmic dust behind
as we crashed and burned into the earth
Splitting apart
faster than we came together
and all we have left are
memories floating above us
and permanent scars
etched across the earth.
A Calf Love Crisis
I couldn’t be more sure
Of all the nostalgia I’d endure,
If I were to explore
A calf love crisis
That was so hard to cure,
How your mummy, she knew mine,
They’d been friends
For a little time,
And the time that you explained,
Your first name, it was Jane,
I really loved you, Jane,
But you only
Gave me pain,
You said ‘hello’ the first,
But it only ended for the worst.
In our local swimming pool,
I swam so close to you,
Did you smirk
To your bob-haired friend,
Between the deep and the shallow end?
So I just shyly slinked away,
Feeling such a fool that day,
Pet Clark reinforced
My bitter woe,
Singing My Love on the radio,
I really loved you, Jane,
But you only
Gave me pain,
You said ‘hello’ the first,
But it only ended for the worst.
It Cries and It Knows.
This was written for a prompt, but word limits kill me.
Here’s the prompt: How’s your heart?
Tell me how you and your heart are feeling. Is it broken? Racing? Healing? Absolutely dead and you’re a vampire? (Or at least you feel that way.) Anyway, convey a bit of emotion and please tag me in the comments. Thank you
My heart is crying.
It cries,
Because time passes.
It knows,
There is limited time left.
It cries,
Because it is broken.
It knows,
It is empty.
My heart longs,
For a safe place to rest.
A place where,
It no longer has to fear,
Being battered,
And beaten,
By emotion,
It doesn’t deserve.
My heart is frantic.
It knows it is being torn apart.
It builds a wall,
Trying to build it faster,
Than it can be knocked down,
By the wrecking ball,
Of situations in my life.
It cries,
Because its host is unable to.
It knows,
It cannot withstand much more.
It cries,
Because it has found its own joy.
It knows,
How to turn off the emotions,
Sometimes.
My heart is screaming.
Cold seeps into the cracks,
Freezing in them.
Widening them.
It cries,
Because it did not shatter itself.
It knows,
It cannot fix the damage.
My heart is feeling lost.
Should it destroy itself,
To save its host,
From pain?
Or should it give everything,
Just to hold itself together,
Hoping someone else,
Can glue it back together,
And cause more pain for its host,
Until that hypothetical person,
Has been found?
It cries,
Because it has made a decision.
It knows,
It has to destroy itself.
My heart wants to save me.
It tears itself apart.
I am nearly heartless.
My heart has decided,
Heartlessness,
Is the only way,
To stop my pain.
It cries.
It knows.
It understands.
And it gives itself up,
Because of these things.