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Sticks and stones may break my bones. But words will shred me into tiny fragile pieces. …………. I just pray our child doesn’t inherit that side of you and never finds out just what kind of man you really are. LL~
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I never intended my love to be a prison but I guess that’s what it was. And I ache inside thinking I held you within confines you never wanted. Was being us so bad? I want to call you or come to you. I want to scream your name and beg you to please not…
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It’s simple. You are the storm and the calm in me. And as much as that terrifies me, it soothes me too. And that’s why there can never be another Who will have the parts of me that now belong to you. LL~
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Maybe I disguise how fucked up I am By fucking up everything around me… LL~
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You caught me. For a moment the front had fallen and I looked into the sun and I wished for the clouds because.. Because then I could blame them. But the brightest star hung steady. I felt it’s failed attempts to cling to me. To try to deter the storm. And you saw me with…
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I wish I could explain it .. The way my head and heart do battle. But the words I mean to give you, they rush to the tip of my tongue then draw back, they retreat scared to uncover my weaknesses even though they know they must.. So, I am left, tied up tongue, mouth…
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If you look at me now when the day is longer than my spirit. Or the mornings have come too early.. If there is sadness, if my eyes look weary in the light.. Just know that it’s not you that causes this. For you, my love, my son, you are the good in me. You…
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falling in and falling out I scare myself with my own detachable heart I swear to you it’s not my intention to forsake you to leave you to break the break in you but the wings inside of me try to spread to soar to see the unseen that I’ve dreamt about since dreams were…
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Where do we keep the things we don’t talk about? The things that eat away at us? Do we shove them into junk drawers full of all the things you cannot find a place for? Or inside the pocket of your coat, close to your heart? Do you keep it tucked into corners, the darkest…
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I am not the villain I am not a thief For what belongs to no one Can never be stolen He was lost long before My light lured him in When your trysts became known I removed myself from the triangle Even when he pleaded And said he was never yours His lonely heart screaming…
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The Blood & The Bones 