Monday, October 27, 2008

So you're gone, and I'm haunted



Things come to me piece by piece,
                                                        word for word,
                                                     phrase by phrase.
     
  Endings,
                              middles,
                                                       new beginnings
come to me too.
He didn't come piece by piece,
he came as a whole
a sensory overload. 




You tied my hands
you twisted my tongue
you told me your lies
and showed me what I'd become;
a monster.
Nothing was familiar;
not a word                               
not a sound            
not a piece.
You left, you screamed
you walked right out that door.
You left me with this body, a nothing, a whore.
You got what you wanted 
and I got nothing more.

And now, when I think of you
I can can only think of one thing
are you happy with what you've done?

                                         

Felt just like home; except no grass, no yard, no pictures


Where's my pillow, where's my quilt
to save me from all this guilt.
         Bedtime stories are shut and forgotten;
 plucked away from our memories
Kisses goodnight are kisses long gone, 
and in the dead silence I can still hear your singing,
but,
         we're on our own tonight.

The only thing worse than growing up, is never quite learning how



Tinker toys, barbies
and cute little clocks.
Ovens, and Hot Wheels
and my little pet rock.
Dinosaurs, Ty's
and stars that glowed in the night
I just want to go back to when everything was right.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

I locked my back to yours, it wasn't hard to find you painted flowers on it


If I was only allowed to remember one thing from my life,
it would be our friendship.

Thursday, October 9, 2008

And honey you know me it's all or none


All I can hear is what you said to me.

Sunday, October 5, 2008

There's a lack of color here



Sleepy mornings,
            rainy nights,
                     run through my mind
they remind me of you.
                   Our time was forever.

 Busy streets and lonely apartments
          the coffee's never strong enough
mornings and nights blend together
we stood out in the rain
and held each other tight
    because 
our time was forever.

And I'm barely listening to last demands



Fall out 
 your window

stroll down 
the street

stumble through
 the front door

and sing us all to sleep.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

A stranger with your door key


Compartments,
everything neatly organized,
everything in it's place.
Until you came along
I can't put you in one place
I can't label you like everyone else.
And your here to stay,
so i better go buy a new cabinet.

So here I go


Blank pages
mock me,
feelings
push me
Time limits
frighten me,
but your words
stop me.