No easy way out, her tears say it all. They brew so salty and pour out so sweet. Propelled by purpose, they begin to crawl. Pondering reason as they inch

I belong in the shadows. I find comfort there. I can relax and breathe. I can be nowhere. The walls offer safety. A private place. Where no one can judge

Kicking a dead horse in an existential droop. The vinyl slowly repeats in a mysterious loop. What once hurt so badly is now forgotten pain. But unanswered inquiries in this

Train derailment of a friendship in the making. Tossed out like garbage after many hours of baking. Oh, you haven’t heard? The best friendships are baked! They take time and

I saw her as a sister But she saw me as a bae. He saw it as betrayal And feared that she would stray.   The picture doesn’t paint Itself

She’s as solid as a rock, but soft like feathers. She’ll juke the jackasses and shun the weather. Those floundering fools in their solo acts. Like demon-possessed doofuses strung out

If we passed each other by, you’d look to the sky Perhaps even ignore me or let out a sigh I’d be oblivious to your confusing anger But when you

You try to hold love because you see it as solid. A sensory endeavor, lacking and stolid. But as I see love, its celestial and magic. The worldly perspective so

The leaves fluttered gently and floated slowly to the ground. Brisk wind portrayed the fiddler, the leaves made not a sound. We left a lifetime of triumph, as we worked

Trapped in my cave like a retreating spider. Paralyzed by seasons, a prison so cold. Deprecating self for a plethora of reasons. Searching for comfort in the things I should

I’ve seen the ugly face of control! It has a bony nose much like a troll. A helpless longing to consume the soul. It hides like the wolf, but can’t

I saw a bird fly overhead today. The wind had authority. Then the urgency of the clouds grabbed my mind. This fascination for freedom reigned down on me. As the

Wait, was my responsibility your fear? Why did you anoint me high above this bewildering sphere? How is such a thing even purposefully given? No! I do not accept it.

I stand on the plains, stars floating high. Arms raised in a V. Let me fly, I plead! OH GOD LET ME FLY! I cry…   I fall to my

It’s the little things that resonate. Like subatomic fusion, the profound effects permeate. An ounce of energy spent. But the returns brimming with endorphins emanate.   This undeniable phenomenon bursts

You sit there shallow as a one foot pond. Shadow boxing in the mirror, an intimate bond. Wait, let me get that chair for you kind sir. I wouldn’t want

It flows like ice through varicose veins. Stings like jellyfish with lasting pain. This blunt force trauma that feels so permanent. Lacking love, grace, and time well spent. My perspectives

Evil walks these streets in the foggy, warm night Snatching souls meticulously in a wretched, horrid plight But the beaming light has no agenda, as it blasts through the air

She visited my slumber and caused confusion. I turned and whispered: This must be an illusion. Thoughts abstracted and words turned to mush. She sat there in silence, consumed by

I have been to the moon. That quiet, lonely place. Where stillness and silence dominate.   I have processed the pain. As overthinking took hold. My heart in custody. No

Come cry with me Let’s lose them all in another dimension Let the tears crawl slowly, sensing uncertainty in a cold dark world Avoiding eradication, like a spider on the