Thursday, November 18, 2010

Nightmare

Sweat sheens across your brow,
Bet you wake any second.
Ravenous nightmares eating
Luminous holes through your sleep.
Fight me all the way down until
Light, pure and intense, bores through
Closed eyelids. You can’t keep me away;
Posed questions only make me more real.
Alight, escape while you can.
Might of men, my child’s play.
Pray I don’t change my mind.
Stay at your own peril.

Companion to "Will Never Hurt Me"

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We no longer care
To watch what we say,
To censor our words

And meekly obey.

We vent our frustrations,
Breaking all locks;
Our problems won't fit
In your neat gilded box.

Our words are profane?
Your actions speak louder.
Suffering continues,
You grow only prouder.

Who is to blame
For the pain that we see?
Those preying upon
The helpless and weak...

You want us to change,
We ask you how?
Take a look in the mirror.
Who's the monster now?

Saturday, November 13, 2010

Haiku

Alone
There you stand, apart
With no one to understand.
I know the feeling.

What I Need From You

Tell me that you're sorry 
     it had to be this way,
some things don't last forever,
     my tears will sometime fade,
though this break now feels so jagged, 
     I don't have to feel alone,
I'm stronger than this crisis; 
     this is what I need to know.
Tell me I'm making the right choices, 
     that someday I'll want again
this thing that hurts so badly, 
     that hope won't end with him.

you

I smile,
your awkward shrug
is mine, as well.
I'm nervous
but your eyes grin,
make me brave
my breath a giggle.
Yesterday and tomorrow
blur, I am
now and here.

philosofia

Let my  yes be yes, let my no remain
this ever present waver, ever present pain.
Is anything knowable, true, absolute
or are shades of gray my only refuge?
Where is that line I must never cross?
Is it hidden or real or utterly lost,
designed by a mind or unlucky chance?
I am yet undecided, my mind will not set
on invisible hope nor millennial death.
My choice is all fog, indecision each breath.
So I say yes I will seek, will knock, and will ask,
will carry this burden, impossible task
of never to know 'til time has left me
in the oblivion or bliss this world cannot see.