The Beginning

People Need a Melody

I feel weight on my body, But my mind is awake and waiting.   I feel hope. Small, but it grows and makes each step lighter— Like I’m lighting a fire And searching for the spark that’s starts a flame—   I will wait.   I don’t want to sink into this feeling I have… Continue reading People Need a Melody

The Beginning, The Fall

The Lack of

I have a block in my mind that weighs the rest of my body down Until I am buried beneath the ground Blinded by my apathy and self-doubt. The block causes build up in my brain with random strains of words That mean nothing-- It only cause my nerves to stay in the past tense of… Continue reading The Lack of

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Listen

Talking sounds more like listening To bursts of thunder crackling in the distance Filling the room with static Until the build up in our space becomes charged with rage-- Until everything has changed-- Until our bodies become nothing but pieces of wreckage: A chaotic explosion for the barren wasteland Where our minds are left behind… Continue reading Listen

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Venom

A Word to the Wise Your words are venom– The kind of venom that gets beneath the skin and spreads like a bug bite. A bee sting. The kind of feeling you get from someone repeatedly pricking every inch of your skin with a fine needle– You’re bearable, but miserable. Your skin is corroding beneath… Continue reading Venom