Sunday, July 28, 2013

The Brave.

Be strong enough to leave it 
behind you. 

Friday, July 26, 2013

The Wolf In Sheep's Clothing.

Uncertainty leads to opportunity, so they say, but they never told us that the opportunities laid down aren't just for us.
They're for doubt to sink into our minds,
negativity to gnaw at our bones,
unbelief to settle in our hearts,
fear to control our choices,
self-loathing to poison our souls,
isolation and distrust to run our lives.
The opportunities belong to them as much as they belong to us. 
So take action quickly, my love, 
before they ruin you. 

Thursday, July 25, 2013

The Lack of Air

Sometimes the memories suffocate you the hardest when you're letting them go. 
Let go anyway. 

The Morning Madness

Mornings are the hardest part of my day.
I wake up and all my defenses are down and I feel every bad emotion all at once. 
And I remember all the memories of you that I want to block out. 
Some days it's harder to get the defenses back up. 
Some days I just feel too tired. 

Tuesday, July 23, 2013

The Coffins Are Empty But The Graveyard's Full

People don't have to be 6 feet under in order to be dead. 
You can turn anyone into a ghost,
so it's easier to just pretend you're dead. 
Sometimes I even forget. 

Monday, July 22, 2013

Jane Doe

"The autopsy report came in", he said. 
"What was the cause of death?", she asked.
"His name, etched and bloody on her heart", he replied, "She never had a chance."

Sunday, July 21, 2013

The Refusal

I don't want to love you anymore, so I took it all and buried it somewhere in the confines of my being. It's under lock and key, I never let myself feel it..
But that doesn't always keep it from seeping out. 
I hate the way that feels. 

Friday, July 19, 2013

The Empathized

"Don't rush into anything.
Don't listen to people. 
Everyone handles life at their own pace. 
Sometimes you just need a minute. 
Just to be 'okay'."

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

The Water Still Rushes

It gets better, then worse, then better again. Like the ebb and flow, it comes and goes
and nothing you do can stop it. 

Sunday, July 14, 2013

The Intruders

They're knocking,
slipping notes under the doors
and through the floorboards. 
They want you to believe they're here to fill you with happiness and passion,
but will only leave you with heartache and sorrow so deep you'll drown. 
They're waiting, 
they're persistent,
but don't let the memories in. 
They'll destroy your heart. 

The Fracturing Matter

And you're cracking
you're breaking,
you're shattering,
into a million little pieces no one else can save.
I can see you crumbling, but you fall apart faster than I can gather the pieces.
And it doesn't even matter this time because we both know that you will never,
be able to love like that again. 
You will never be able to save them. 
And if you can't save them, 
it doesn't seem worth it to save yourself.
What is life without love? 
And what is love without them?
It is nothing; we both know it. 
So I will try to make you comfortable, try to lift your dying spirits
until all that's left is the ghost of your sad story and the memory, like rotting flesh,
that I couldn't save you.
And there is no one, now,
who can save me.