Slipping so silently it's almost too beautiful for words, smile, she once said, smile so they know you are alright, despite the fire slowly waning in the moonlight. It's a beautiful disgrace, the word, the movement, that lay tattered lines across well-hated skin, we lived in the moments until the moments left us behind. And … Continue reading Mirror
Hate
What Happened?
*I'm not giving up on my letters, I just had to get this poem out* What Happened She said not to use I or very, or stuff, thing was useless and it all led to excuses, and a terrible rhyme. So he drew it in the sand, and left it for everyone to find only … Continue reading What Happened?
#24: Dear S.B.
Dear S.B. I'm astounded every time my mind wanders back to you, and the bullshit that you put me through the short time that I worked for you. Hell, I can't even look at a Red Cross sign, or ad, without feeling a deep bitterness that really should solely be relegated to you; because I … Continue reading #24: Dear S.B.
#23: Dear Charlie…take 2
Dear Charlie, I've started, and stopped, this letter so many times that I have to use my age as a timeline for the drafts. You can see it if you look back at all the drafts, a slight shift in words, in tone. My vocabulary grew, as well as my curses. Mom wouldn't let me … Continue reading #23: Dear Charlie…take 2