Saturday, June 30, 2012

From Scabs to Scars

It must be that thing
you know, where you want to remember everything they do.
The camera won't serve justice,
and memories are erased.
Lacerations reignite hope.
So tonight,
patterns will carve into my body
with faith,
I'll learn to heal.

The scars you left aren't big enough.

Tuesday, June 26, 2012

This is Being Lost

I'm tired of seeing your breathtaking views.
I want to enjoy life...
like everyone else.
Stupid shit clouding my mind.
Something, please make sense.
When I find someone faithful
I'll stop losing mine.


If not every time,
then when?

I look back—I scour for bliss.
Were they all the wrong places?

I know I love the sunshine,
and I dance in the rain.

It's probably that simple.
My thoughts are just lost.
My head is gone.
But not my heart, not my soul.

Monday, June 25, 2012


I fucking miss my dad.
I don't fear the selfishness in that anymore.

One more of something, anything
so the dust will start settling.

Sunday, June 10, 2012


The ceiling never changes—
but today,
I conceive the extraordinary.