Break My Body

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I still feel you

I feel your rivers rush through me as they carry my bones to places they’ve never been

I watch the storms in your eyes as you taste my fears

My wildness is your favorite flavor

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I lie in the chaos of your spilled words while you drink from our feverish haze

I adore them for they feed my heart passion

You break my body to fit yours

Desire flushes me in a pink cloud with fire tempting my skin

These are the nights our souls crave

We live in the raw

Who were you?

who were you?

to follow me to
my hidden place
to take me from 
my controlled
space? to feed me
from your broken
hands that roamed
around at every 
chance

who were you?

to force your
storms inside my
life? Put me
through your 
worldly strife
bottle up my
words so tight
pluck the wild
out from my light

who were you?

who spoke with
love laced in 
hate? Possessed
a thirst that
could not wait
to command the
tears from my 
soul, break apart 
what once was
whole

who were you?

to watch me whither
with each breath
left alone
caressing death
only to awake 
again, knowing
this is not
The End

Almost Sane

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I’m not in denial

I know I’m a flake. I’m a moocher, a liar, a procrastinator. A pushover, an enabler, a loner and a fool.

I won’t seek forgiveness.

I flake because I’m sick and tired. I mooch out of necessity. I lie to keep everyone safe from my truths. And I procrastinate from being overwhelmed.

I’m afraid to stand up for myself. I fear confrontation. I play dumb to keep others from seeing that I know too much. I’m a loner from being let down so often and judged by everyone. And I’m a fool for all my unspoken thoughts.

I’m still a beautiful soul.

I love deeply, I sing sweetly, I hold dearly. I’m passionate when no one is watching. I’m strong when no one expects it. I’m happy and hopeful. I’m a dreamer at heart and a realist from experience. I laugh fully and I believe in myself.

Why should I change?