You

You are safe harbors and still waters
running deep beneath my feet.
Secret keeper. Sworn protector.
Holder of what I want to seek.

I am stony cliffs and angry tides
roaming restless 'gainst your shores.
Holder of weapons. Master of lies.
Losing myself to win the war.


You are reacher. Seeker. Books, ideas, plans.
I am impulse. Instigator. Resolve, action, demands.


You are caution.

Strength.

Home.


I am fury.

Resistance.

Gone.

Madness

whispering madness truth or lie
fear-slick fingers cast the die
beautiful mayhem shiver and cry
trapped in the belly of the beast am I

sorrow slithering scrapes the skin
lunatic, lunatic let me in
blood for thoughts, penny for sin
lunatic, lunatic where have you been?

wandering empty soul to steal
grasping straws for they might heal
welling crimson aches to feel
proof that I might not be real

screaming silence softly seethe
lunatic, lunatic let me breathe
tear it limb from limb and feed
lunatic, lunatic won't you leave?

Depression

Creeping on such
silent feet;
Out of shadows
sink your teeth
into spirit, flesh
and bone;
Hello, beast,
welcome home.

Smoke

my voice whispers
in shades of grey
ghostly vapors
mocking the day
clinging to shadow
in silence I fall
substance-less, I
was never real at all

Untitled

Here is a day when I can't find the sun;

Bleached out, washed out, colors that run;

And those who don't care what they say or do

Are those who would walk away from you.


Dogs that bite and dogs that don't;

People promise what I know they won't;

Lying or hiding, where is the line?

Ask me, I'll tell you everything's fine.


Love isn't love if you don't say the words;

And truth is still truth even if it's unheard;

Somebody save me from those who are dead;

Somebody tell me what lives in my head.


Painted on gold looks nice from afar;

Up close it's chipped, fading, and scarred;

Hold the pieces, the tatters, the remnant of this

And tell me I don't need all that I miss.


Fighting the past is like fighting smoke;

Rush down my throat, laugh as I choke;

Around me, inside of me, breathless fear,

But surrender is not an option here.

Requiem

Darkness spreads, voracious cancer,
Eating at my sun;
Consuming, feasting, swallowing
Until its work is done.

It’s cold, bone-chilling, numbing,
Whispery and vague;
I wander through this pitch-black land
Haunted as a grave.

My lips are bound, choking words
On crimson thread;
I dare not speak, dare not think;
I am already dead.

My hands broken, useless things,
Holding nothing, grasping still;
What I need slips, water-thin,
I never get my fill.

The edges of my poisoned wound
Blood darkens, lingers, seeps;
Stains body, soul, and mind;
Vanishes in the deep.

Silence beckons, smothers, soothes,
False peace to lay my head;
I wander lost, in dark unending;
I am already dead.

Veritas

Shadows vague, uneasy grow;
Sinking into all I know.
I hear the truth beneath what’s spoken;
You refuse to see I’m broken.

Silence captive holds me here;
Imprisoned within unsteady fear.
Weaponless, defenseless I
Crouch, cower, wait to die.

Cut me to the size you need;
Pretend that I don’t really bleed.
Abandoned, isolated, torn;
Unsure of what it is I mourn.

Grief breeds anger, fury, rage;
Locked inside this pretty cage.
I take what you refuse to shoulder;
The shadows growing ever colder.

I cannot speak and so I scream;
I cannot sleep for I might dream,
Terrible, voracious things,
Mocking what the daylight brings.

Shattered, jagged edges raw;
You still pretend you never saw.
Balanced upon a living grave,
I still pretend I can be saved.

Defiant

bind the tongue that makes you bleed;
crimson words dripping free.
acid burns against the soul;
eating through the world you know.

i am not your resting place;
i am not your ever after;
i am not the one you crave;
and you will not consume me.

shatter the unbreakable;
starve yourself but call it full.
power craves what it has not;
you knew it once, but you forgot.

i am not your true companion;
i am not your wicked lie;
i am not the one who saves;
and you will not consume me.

stake the ground and still it moves;
taking what you don't want to lose.
spill your bitterness and doubt;
but i will leave you here without.

i am not your tunnel's light;
i am not your beast of burden;
i am not the one who needs;
and you will not consume me.

Denial

burgundy wine blushes gently,
piercing the tongue with bitter fruit;
your words drift along like water,
tasting nothing at all like truth

i sip, a whisper, a curiosity
flooding my mouth with crushing regret;
for you are sandcastles braving windstorms
foolishly hoping to just forget