Saturday, November 7, 2015

Memento

I drove for miles and miles
Still I can't run away
There's memories of you
Everywhere I look 
Running alongside me

In that coffee cup
From the last time we went out
Sitting in the cup holder by the passenger seat
Reminding me of us together

In that 33
A repress of your favorite album
Sitting in a black trash bag by the back seat
I bought it as a gift for you

In your smile still burned into my sight
In your voice still whispering in my ear
In your perfume still filling my memory
In the taste of you still on my lips

But even though it's all in my head
It still feels like you'll follow me anywhere
Both a torment and a savior

Friday, November 6, 2015

Last Watch

Pacing up and down
Dark and empty halls
There is but one sound

Click click click

The footsteps of the last watch
Overseeing the desolate masses
With darkened and recessed eyes

Click click click

Each step passes another door
And behind each door resides
A new person with new demons
Each protected only by the last watch

Click click click

I pace these empty halls
With darkened eyes
Past darkened doorways
Listening to others darkened hearts

paying no mind to my own, beating with my footsteps, drowned out more each doorway, a heart burning ever dimmer, a beat growing ever softer

drowned out

Click

Thursday, November 5, 2015

Simplicity

You make me laugh 
You make me smile
That's all there is to it

Talking to you is easy
Talking to you is fun
Plain and simple 

Looking into your eyes
Time lightly pauses 
In that moment 
We are happy

We laugh and smile
Life is easy and fun
You make me happy
For a moment 

Or maybe for longer
Because

I like you
That's all there is to it 
Plain and simple 

Wednesday, November 4, 2015

A Word with a Face

You knew him
You worked with him
You trusted him
He did not care

You were just going to get dinner
You were just going to talk
He did not care

You said no
He did not care 

You already felt alone
Like no one cared 
Not your parents
Not your friends
Not your boyfriend 
No one

So when your frantic search
For just someone to trust
Brought you to him
He took it
And then took so much more

And left that awful word
The one you had constant nightmares about
Permanently burned into your memory

He took you
He left you
And
He did not care 

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Why Do I?

So many have hurt you
And it's always me
Who's there to kiss your scars 

So many have left you
And it's always me
Who's there to keep you company

So many have let you fall
And it's always me
Who's there to catch you and hold you tight

And yet it's always me
Who finds old wounds to hurt you
And in your pain and guilt leaves you
And pushes you over the edge to fall

So many have already done you wrong
And if I claim to be your savour
And if I claim to care at all
And if I claim to love you

Why do I?

Monday, November 2, 2015

Right and Wrong (Orbits)

I am sometimes so focused on making something right
With two wrong people and all the wrong words I've said
That I miss someone who has it right

I am unstable and so are you
So unsure of yourself
That you follow the crowd
An asteroid in this belt with me
Whom I thought I could fly alongside

But you so small so light so fast
Leave me alone in the dust
Spinning with nowhere gravitate to
Until you pass by then leave again
Stuck in unstable orbits so wrong
That is wrong for me
You are wrong for me

I am unstable but you are not
So self assured and confident
You stand out immediately from the crowd
A star who so many pause or stay for
Whom I think I can stay alongside

And you so small yet so stoic 
Make sure I am not left alone
I spin and circle around and gravitate to you
And somehow neither of us flies away

Finally a stable star and a stable orbit
Maybe that is right for me 
Maybe you are right for me

Maybe I have finally learned my right and wrong
And the old idiom that two wrongs can never make a right 
And to look inward and focus on the source of this orbit 
That could be something right

Sunday, November 1, 2015

Closing In

It begins as it always does
The doors are shut
Like a silent gunshot from
A firing line to execute me

Now the walls may do their worst

And so may the voices
Ever present but normally drowned out
In the silence are heard
Their words fill my head like spilled chemicals
And still the walls

Every smallest sound another voice
Taunting
Doubting
Jeering
Sneering
Devaluing
Destroying
Every fear and neurosis screams at the top of its lungs
And still the walls

Breath        is no longer possible
Air flees this        terrible room
My lungs expand        and contract
Moving the        nothing inside        and outside
And still the walls

And still the walls
Closing in
Never to let me free
Crushing me alive
Beneath my own fear and self doubt

They stop and I am left in a small room
To contemplate why I have done this to myself
Again