From the knife,
I feel your joy
In your eyes.
I don’t know
What I did to make
You hate me,
To make you want
Me dead.
Non-Moving Teddy Bear
Teddy bear sitting
On the tall light brown dresser-
Still as a statue
Whispering Leaves
Whispering leaves
Fall gently on the ground,
No sound.
Crisp noises,
You hear as a
Bird makes landing
Onto the leaves.
They just lay there,
Helpless, waiting and
Hoping that someone
Will delve into it’s
Importance.
Leaves fly into
The wind onto another
Planet, another
Place.
Confusion sets in
For these whispering
Leaves in which this
Place is not where
They belong.
This place is
Overpowering,
Unruly, they don’t
Belong.
Whispering leaves
Fly into the wind
Back to where they
Belong, laying there.
No Distance
There’s no
Distance between
Two lovers with
One soul.
Distance
Doesn’t exist
In their hearts.
Distance is
Extinct and out
Of nature.
Lovers are
Never departed
In their soul,
Even though
Their tears
Drop into the
Grass because
Of their sadness
Of physically having
To go.
But they always
Remember there
Is no distance
Between two lovers
With one soul.
Too Late
My teardrops water
broken-hearted me,
but it seems as if nothing
is back together
again.
Am I too late
To fix it?
Feelings gush
Out of the trenches
In my body to earth,
Crying out for help,
But I’m being ignored.
I feel like
I’m fading
Out of this world,
Out of humanity,
Out of my own body,
Mind, and soul.
Is it too Late
To come back?
I’m not sure,
I’m not sure
Of myself,
Of who I am…..
Maybe I am too late
Unknown Sadness
Sadness comes
Over me,
Hurt revolves
Around me,
Taking over my
Heart and soul.
My tears are
Flooding my
Emotions,
Drowning all
Of my happiness
And killing my
Humanity.
Thunder roars,
Striking me in the
Depths of my being,
Winds thrusting my
Feelings through shallow
Darkness.
Sinful knives
Stab me deep
In my thoughts,
Penetrating negativity.
Tears flood my
Whole life,
Consuming me
Into unknown
Sadness.
Stones and Crystals
My hands are
Full of stones and
Crystals shining bright
Like city lights.
Soft sounds of
One stone hitting
Another,
Making beautiful
Music.
Energetic waves
Tingle my spine,
Energy flows through
My body as warmth
Penetrates my skin
While stones and crystals
Are held.
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