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.
Afraid of the Dark
Fear what you cannot see,
you never know what lurks in the dark.
The monsters under the bed reach through us,
to burrow a home in our hearts,
to become us.
Alive
A heavy weight against the heart
can only slow the beating.
It does not stop, merely pulsing.
Weak, but alive.
Blame
Day brought the shadows when it shone too bright,
created the darkness to dance with the light.
Blame the sun for burning,
fire on your skin.
and watch as the clouds abandon the sky.
