Moving On

In the end, there’s just

Me

 

Allow yourself to see it from my view:

Love is something you lose yourself in

Regret is when you realize, too late that

Everything has changed

And instead of losing yourself, you lost me.

Dreams are haunting your waking hours with

Yearning, but nothing can be changed.

 

Go on, move forward. There’s

Only so much more that can be done when

Never means forever and

Everything we had is lost.

Wanting To Be Alone

I’m holding on to you,

My dear,

I’ll never let you go.

But what if space

Is what I need? I may be

Here, physically,

But my presence isn’t present.


I love you

Don’t you love me?

Yes, but I

Love myself more.

The Broken Doll

She sits on the wooden shelf

An unwelcome grin etched on to her face

As the people around her

Mill around the house

Go about their day

And pay her no attention.

She waits

Patiently with her stiff limbs

Hoping all day

Today’s the day

When they come home

They’ll pick me up off of the shelf

And play with me.

The hour arrives,

The family trudges in

One

By

One

And they begin to mill around the house

And go about the rest of their day

Without a glance at the shelf

Where the doll sits by herself

Waiting for love.

Silence

Silence screams static into my ears

Every minimal sound

Is a bomb interrupting monotony.

Yearning for interactions with others

Even if they are not my own.

 

The dull glow of the silent television offers no comfort

The thumping music diminishes-

Not welcome at this time.

Visitors are welcome

But none come or go.

 

Right now, the only comfort

Comes from my own sanity.

But how much silence can I take?

How much silence can this room hold

Before it breaks?

Monkey, do you see me? Monkey, you must do.

Tuck in your shirt

Drop your inhibitions and dress accordingly

Tame  your tangled locks

And train your eyes right here on me

For, Monkey, you must see

What this monkey will do.

 

Cover up those tattoos,

What are you? A disgrace?

Take out your tacky piercing

And point your smile my way,

Monkey, you must see

What the master of monkeys will do.

 

I just asked you for a favor

And “okay” is all you have to say?

I don’t seek compliance

I seek a trained monkey that won’t stand in my way.

Dear monkey, I’ll make you a master

Then we’ll see what you can do.

 

 

Who Am I Without You?

Walking through life unscathed by

Hell on earth

Only because of me

 

And what do I get in return?

Mute mutiny and abandonment of hope-

 

In this world of ours, I’m alone

 

With time moving on with a grudge

I look at you and reminisce on

Times where we were side by side

Holding onto hope with bare hands,

Only to find our fingertips burned-

Unusual casualties of falling in love

Together, on an island alone.

 

Yet here we stand with

One of us ready to move on, to live! At least

Until she feels regrettable reprieve.

You Make Me Feel

There’s nothing in our world

But you and I

And feelings

Of love

That we have for each other

Used as currency

Of happiness

For the way you claim

I make you feel with a smile

Of togetherness

Because nothing here matters

Except us

But that’s because this is your fantasy

You can’t see past

Your insecurities holding you back-

A home made jail cell

Your negativity

Repelling me from your needs and desires

Criticizing me for the person I’ve become

When you remain unchanged

But most of all

Secluding me

And creating a rift

The biggest feeling of which

Is one of

Not belonging.