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I’ve Crawled, I’ve Clawed

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I’ve crawled.
I’ve clawed my way out.
Feel like I’m barely coming up for air.

I’ve screamed so loud in silence.
I’ve begged and pleaded.
Still barely breathing.

And it seems I’m just invisible.
A reflection of nothing there,
A ghost as thin as air.

Wondering if I’ve ever really been or am I just a

Dream.

A figment of my imagination
Or somebody else’s creation.

But I can hear myself breathing.

I

Feel the blood beating through my veins.
Is there any life inside of me?
Does any flicker of light remain?

Prism

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I step out of the shadows

Into the moonlight.

As I gaze into you,

I see the broken

Splinters

Of my heart

Reflected upon your face.

They

Sparkle like sunlight through a

Prism.

I am dancing moon glitter.

Full of color

And light.

My reflection,

In you

I shine so bright.

And at this very moment I see my beauty

As you see me.

As I have never seen myself before.

And here in the moonlight,

Together,

We move to the rhythm

Of a timeless

Song.

The

Stars

And the

Universe

Mingling

With our souls.

All,

Together

Becoming

Infinity.

Caught Up

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You let your worries
And heartache
Carry you away
Into the storm.
I turned and you were gone.
Lost to my reach,
Caught up
In debris
From the past.
Moving too fast
For me
To grasp you.

Where you finally stopped
I don’t know.
I can only hope one day
You will feel whole.
I can only hope your soul
Will remember
Who you were before.
One day.

Cannot Be Me

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You say sweet things

And you compliment me.

But.

You must be mistaken,

You must misunderstand.

It cannot be me you are directing

Your smile at.

It cannot be me you aim

Your kindness at.

The truth is

I cannot handle a

Compliment.

It goes into my brain,

Clanks around in the walls of my heart

And by the time it comes out the other side

I have completely torn it apart.

Desolation of Your Soul

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In the

Desolation of your soul,

Wandering this ghost town
I tried to find you.
I traced the drops of your tears in the
Red,
Dry dirt.
The wind began to blow
And the grit,

It
Began to hurt.
My heart began to race

In anticipation.
I lost sight of your trail

Yet
I kept searching
To no avail.
I was caught up in the blaze
Of the scorching sun.
I knew what had to be done.
On hands and knees
I could no longer see.
I began to crawl and feel my way

Instictively.

I closed my eyes and listened.
I heard your sighs falling
Above the roar of the
Storm.
I wonder if you can hear me
I wonder if you know
You are not alone.