Bearing on the banks cruelty and fate nor reconciliation left alone to suffocate

Tried and true hopeless windows extricate feelings long since left to evaporate

Foreign thoughts behind cold iron bars you reach out only to open old scars

Cloudless sky stolen night of missing stars grasping for memories of fireflies in jars

Throbbing muscle thudding ( Read more... )

Precarious perch high pedestal I shake shiver quaver in skin. This isn't me can’t be the hero can’t be one for you. Cannot pause play button of life can’t step ahead catch the fallen in outstretched arms. No hero certainty. Bold stigma staining otherwise spotless porcelain façade hiding the scars behind. Scars marring ruining deforming flesh ( Read more... )

Hypocrisy in its perfect embodiment; blue skies, white cirrus clouds, brilliantly shining sun, mild breeze, comfortable temperature humming through air. Hypocrisy that leaves me speechless, rendered useless and unable to function. Heavy stench of tears, misery dank soil permeating a private world I occupy. Cold stone beneath my white knuckles, ( Read more... )