and there's your fire burning inside me ( Read more... )

Nothing special doing this holiday
Just spending time with family, 
Eating good food and visiting friends.
Trying to smile, but it's awkward somehow, 
As my mind is focused on others:
Those less fortunate than myself,
Those fighting and dying for freedom,
Those with whom I was angry,
Those I've forgotten to call back,
And those celebrating for the last time ( Read more... )

go ahead, mother, do it again,
twist my words to your advantage.
it's all about you anyway, isn't it?
so i haven't called, is that a crime?
oh, i forgot how sensitive you are.
how you always make it about you.
did it ever occur that i might be happier?
you see me once a week, say i look good.
don't you ever wonder why that is?
you're not there to cut me ( Read more... )

She is the angel and I am the damned ( Read more... )

its where i used to go
and fish through
all your stuff:
the jewelry boxes,
the make-up,
the magazines,
the pictures,
the music,
the drawings;
all the things
that were your world.
i'd wonder what
it would be like
to be in high school,
to have friends.
would it happen
for me someday?
i could never compete,
never come close.
your beauty unmatched,
my ugliness exposed.
you ( Read more... )

Remember that doll you used to keep on your bed ( Read more... )

driving, wasted, tasting bitterness inside ( Read more... )

The slaughter of innocents
has become an afterthought,
a soundbite, a commentary.
With no memory of the past
how can we learn our lesson?
Man's insecurities, greed
take hold of Her neck and strangle
whats left of a just world.
For if She cannot speak
of the truth hidden inside
we will never know what's killing Her.

Lets start an argument, anything ( Read more... )

Ride with me, you're all I have left
To remind me how far I've gone.
Sing for me, and I'll play the tune
To remind us how far we've come.
On your last breath I wasn't there
But I'm still holding your hand.
Rise above and let it go, dad.
You're no longer in hell.