scarlet necklace

A buried seed is bound to bleed

And split the earth with crimson head.

From thorns to rose, or so it goes,

Is born a sharp and sudden red.

And were I charmed and not alarmed,

I'd touch the velvet blossoming

Until my hand was pricked, unplanned,

And scarlet necklace start to bead.

Over my head and draped in dread,

A flower crown fit for a queen.

I watch the colors slowly spread

And find I'm trapped inside the seed.

piano keys

My fingertips send shooting stars

Bold, blazing 'cross the night.

Piano keys and galaxies,

I touch the infinite.

island

The ocean splits open
The land like a wound,
And I'm trapped inside, sinking
And lost in the the sound
Of tidal waves crashing
Like knives and blades gashing.
It's made me an island,
And so far from you.

your melting world

Shaken, drifting,
Specks in the water.
Settling, shifting
Within my small sphere.

You pick me up
And peer inside,
I want to touch
Your melting world.

Immortal snowflake in a globe
I wonder just how it would feel
To leave my ring,
Dissolve with Spring.

I don't want to sit
On a shelf and wait
For my world to shake.
I want to be
Where there are earthquakes.

But still I am so far away,
A snowstorm in the midst of May.

drown

You wear your heart on your sleeve
And I can see it bleed,
But my emotions hide inside my sleeves,
Inside of me.
They brush against my skin
And against everything within.
Trapped, imprisoned,
Lonely, building.
Introspection, my reflection
Doesn't reflect me
If what you see is peace.

Silly and carefree,
Isn't that what you want me to be?
To be happy,
To be joy-
But I'm not your little girl anymore.

Too much time is lost,
Too much distance between us.
I'm sorry if it's my fault-
I never wanted to hate you.

I will not let you hold
The black, the void.
I will not let you see what's inside.
I spit out stars
And smiles and scars,
And we're both still wondering who I am.

I'm falling in the force of my own gravity,
The weight of everything
I feel
And where I want to be,
Below and underneath-
What I deserve.

Cuts and scars and bruises,
I make myself look all the ways I cannot speak.
Maybe you will see.

Punishing, perfection unattainable.
Will you ever love me?
I deserve to die here.
Stop, stop.
Never.
It cuts deeper.

Hate and hate and hate.
I'm trying to build
But my hands are wrecking balls
Swinging from the chain,
Pendulum of pain.

Knocking down the building,

This temple that I live in.
But I love the lonely-
I love a lot of things that kill me.
Destroy, destroy,
Escape myself,
Escape this hell-
This heart of only evil,
Desiring destruction and rubble.

Destroy, destroy,
Ripped open,
Torn out lifeless on the floor.
Gathered in handfuls,
I don't want me anymore.

Acid dripping from my mouth,
I'm burning holes in both of us.
I didn't want to make you empty,
I didn't want to be your failure-
Please tell me I'm a treasure,
But you lost me so long ago.
X marks the spot,
It's written in blood
Just hoping to be found.
Under the sea I'm waiting
But I think I'd rather drown.

while you were sleeping

It rained while you were sleeping,
While the night could hide my weeping,
And in the morning when you woke

The sky was gray and full of smoke.

It rained while you were resting,
While the tidal waves were cresting
And I drowned inside an ocean-
All the words I never spoke.

these poems

Lonely scribes

Burning inside.

These poems are

Our suicide.

The alphabet

We set ablaze

Unleash the fire 

In every phrase.

Perilous pen,

Breathing out ink.

Heart of a dragon,

Drowning in heat.

If words were swords

We'd stab ourselves through the heart.

In fairytales we slayed dragons,

But now the story is ours.

And people like us,
We set the world on fire.

sandstorm

As midnights fade to dusk pastels
I settle like dust on the shelf.
Slowly I become myself,
Softly strum that string farewell.

Swirling in the the sound awake,
The sandstorm and this subtle ache.

Motionless in the earthquake,

A desert chill, a winter heat.

I play the earth like a guitar,

Find beauty in each passing chord.

In tempest tune and song of storm

I'm shaped like desert sand, reborn.

And slowly I'm becoming me-
Softly succumbing to the sea.

sundial

Hands of the clock,

If you could stop

And hold me for a while,

Time would stand still

And we would feel

We'd spun a thousand miles.

Watch face,

If I could replace

Your blank stare with a smile,

We'd count the days

Within your gaze-

Drift into place like a sundial.