The Journal of Uncertainty
Fill my lines so you appear busy.
Mundane tasks
They look important,
but they are
not.
Hello
It has been years since I knew who I was.
What I stood for,
and now that I fall, I believe no longer.
I protect no one
Frantic Whispers
Recall every song,
recall every memory.
Whispers are frantic
your breath of hope could ache.
Stars
A gentle touch.
You traced the stars with my heart
and hold my soul
in the embrace of your galaxy.
Inked in Steel
Push through this skin
and paint a picture.
Finger painting
with blood.
It was all a young girl knew.
Shattered Glass
It itches and burns
to crack open and smell the blood, wasn’t the intention.
Growing raw against silk sheets, I couldn’t fix it.
One More
I am trapped in the soft prison
of my own flesh.
The wardens have wrapped my heart in wire.
Tied down by the demons
that hunt us.
I don’t mind being another taken,
one more.
I Wait
Sounds muffled, musicians play to the night.
Off the water and across the sand,
I sit and wait for you.
Uninvited Guest
There you were, frail and weak,
if I touched you, you were sure to fall apart.
I knew you were there, and I knew you were alive,
I could hear it from the beating of your heart.
Shadow
White wall, white paint,
it peels off with time.
Make a stage for the shadow puppets.
