The furry searches for food. But finds nothing in this baron place. All dried up. Not a nibble around. Heart now beating at a snail’s pace.   She stumbles upon

The goblin pops up from a nowhere place. Always in dark and absent of grace. Lurking in a shadow, until dark becomes light. The corner now empty as day defeats

Have you ever seen the rain. Fall from the sky. It hits your face. Or floats on by.   Time slows down. A backdrop of gray. A quick, brisk breeze.

Wandering late. Under street lights. Feel the calm. Feel the cool. No one else in sight.   All of the sudden the light goes out. So, I approach with doubt.

I see her in chocolate, covered in sprinkles. Of all different colors. I take a bite. And caramel pours out, lethargically. She floats, covered, in a blanket of silk. The

My boosted intuition, excessive information. Emotional pain night after night. Locked away on a grace citation. As you observe so keenly, and hide in plain sight.   What I discerned

She’s running rampant. Releasing dread. This version of her, who’s in my head.   I want to believe. That she’s not this way. I’ve asked her to leave, but she’ll

I am your dog. That’s how it feels. Beat me! Make me kneel.   Lock me up. In this metal cage. If you hate me this bad! Unleash your rage!

Outcast and left on my knees Torpefied as my broken heart bleeds.   Passersby glance and keep going. As the life from my body is steadily flowing.   Incoherent, I

I bang my head against a wall That doesn’t even exist at all. Just a mirage, a barrier of air. An object that isn’t even there. The frustration is taxing.

“I’m so tired”, I whisper. As my head slouches low. Caged in my mind. Twisted and twined. As I try to let go.   Just do [this]. Or just do

She gave me the key to my heart. And unlocked a beautiful work of art.   She opened a path to my soul. And allowed me to share my words

I don’t pray for us to be friends. But I do pray for you, for healing within. Because I know there is sorrow. And I look forward to a restored

Your calloused heart. Imposed on me. A gift. Of pain, and agony.   Everyone hurts you. You attract the pain. You welcome the dark. Your mysterious game.   Isolated, from

I wonder what it really was as I abdicate! With your fallacious argument spawning transparent perplexity. Has grieving callused your bleeding heart? Or have bygone transgressions wounded you? It’s perfectly

I know you’d have me disappear. But that’s an option that won’t cohere. Believe me, I’ve tried it before. As I merely made it to the shore. For the ocean

It’s at nighttime when they’re sleeping. And my mind does all the thinking. About the little things I did. And all the foolish things I said.   It’s at nighttime

I know the pain is coming. It’s hiding in the night. The hurt will show no mercy. I’m sure to feel it’s plight.   At first I’ll try to run.