Posts tagged ‘worries’

the night air


as nighttime touches my skin,

my mind fills with desire

~ each heartbeat fuels a need ~

to be touched,

to be held,

to be wanted


the rhythm of my cries fall on deaf ears

~ always ~

on deaf ears


stagnant air


February 9, 2015 at 3:13 pm 14 comments



beneath crippling fear

a constant drone of reason

for once ~  i listened




February 6, 2015 at 5:04 pm 2 comments

reaching ~ ~ ~ always

in the dark of night,

i search for his eyes

with the hope

they are staring down

at me.

i try to reconnect to a scent,

which brings

warmth and comfort

to a soul

which is struggling

to be.

i listen for every timbre of sound

i can grasp,

such as a voice


the resounding echo

of his heart beat.

i keep reaching

~ always reaching ~

for someone i can no longer touch,


i know he lives inside of me ~ ~ ~ ~

February 5, 2015 at 2:17 pm 30 comments

i jumped

February 3, 2015 at 2:35 pm 14 comments

middle ground…


whether I

walk or run,

fly or fall ~

I am either

steady or stumbling

along ~  ~

the twists and turns,

ups and downs,

overs and unders


the sideways, wrong ways and right ways of life.


can never seem to find the middle ground……..




January 29, 2015 at 12:33 pm 16 comments


i look at you


i do not know who you are

~ anymore ~



i do know


you are not the person you used to be


i do not know

if i should love you,

hate you,

admire you


abhor you.

i know nothing.

January 28, 2015 at 1:50 pm 17 comments

can you, do you…

can you read the beat of my heart

in the words

which lay in front of you?

can you hear them sing

line by line

what it is they are trying to say?

can you feel them ~

do they touch you ~

do they whisper ~


do they scream ~


are they a scattering of letters

upon a page

meaning nothing


my non-nonsensical dreams?

January 26, 2015 at 2:15 pm 13 comments

time ~ life ~ time.


i hate time.

it walks too slow

when i want it to run fast.

it runs too fast

when i want it to walk slow.


here in lies the conundrum…

time is life.

life is time.

what am i saying?


i hate my life?


December 8, 2014 at 2:06 pm 27 comments



my heart is one beat away from dying


when it does ~

you will be nowhere near

to breathe life in to its damaged chambers



November 21, 2014 at 2:54 pm

a constant farce

i wish i could escape,

find the place deep within

when life was surrounded by youth ~

when the road ahead outdistanced the road left behind


i believed in the promise of love’s truth.


the road before me no longer extends

beyond the borders

where life once seemed endless


the promise of love’s truth has become more of a farce


a ruthless,



November 19, 2014 at 3:15 pm

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