May 2013
1 post
11.
Beating heart, half forgotten Cold hands, come closer Lend your ears Let the freezing rain whisper Beating heart, half frantic Turn up the tempo on this dull, rusty old metronome Inside my dull, rusted assembly of bones Bleeding heart, please forgive me I know not what I have done Broken fingers, feel around in here Confirm that there’s nothing to love Nothing but vacant space ...
April 2013
4 posts
10.
A smile falls upon your lips as sure as the rain On an otherwise dreary Philadelphian day Skeletal outlines of what once was and what now is never to be found My voice, the loudest wave of sound falls like a tree upon the vacant forest ground Never to make a sound I’ll never make a sound
09.
“You are everything” you claim with the most certain of eyes “I am nothing,” I reply Apprehensions arise Take me for what I am No more than how I presently exist in front of you I am a name and 206 accompanying bones Nothing but this surrounding skin can be called my own So touch it, hold it, feel it, stab it Soon to decompose, wither away anyway As temporary as...
08.
Wake up, sit still, grind teeth, lose sleep Clock hands wind and unwind, tick rhythmically Borrowed time passing, wastes away anyway The ache of each passing heartbeat ensues Leaving behind every inconceivable feeling Chained ankles, march forward Constrained; The footsteps I have commited a life to taking Each successive day, the lines in my face shape more and more into the very thing I...
07.
Failure to reconstruct these thin lines drawn between us Failure to reconnect connecting these dots drifiting further apart Forcing the outcome Pieces of a puzzle that don’t seem to fit And I don’t seem to fit None of this seems to fit Misconstrued fractions of a larger whole and there’s a hole in my chest A fraction missing, forever lost, incomplete at best
March 2013
1 post
06.
We’ll never know each other
and as much as I say, “I don’t care,” I do. Hang up Give up Shut down Break down These walls we build between one another never to be torn down.
There’s comfort in a façade.
February 2013
4 posts
05.
I wish I could express well enough How much it upsets me How much it picks at me Consumes every immediate thought But I can’t, I never will be able to For these words mean nothing Merely inadequate A waste of ink and tears Feeling everything Feeling nothing Stabbing at my eyes In the process Wishing to see nothing Wishing not to be seen Without a rational thought Wishing not...
04.
Continuous cycle of inconsistent disbelief, comfort me. Too afraid and too aware to take the truth for granted; for in hard times, integrity is harder. And I’m not getting any number. Freezing rain falls on a parade of lies. Regress, renew, subdue. Fall victim to your woes again. Spiraling in an increasing downward manner towards a burnt out light at the end of an infinite tunnel. The...
03.
Just know that no one will ever look at you with my eyes.
02.
I am all that I will never be. What I cannot achieve defines me. All in all, All in vain.
01.
The bottom of a painfully deepening hole unable to support even the weight of those digging it Caving in, downward for as long as we choose to let ourselves fall further
Further away into inconclusive conclusions that consume our days
