Anything But That

August 10, 2013 § Leave a comment

Rose heart glasses

I love you

you know, I love you

you exclaim

as if the bittersweet refrain

will quiet my lonesome fears

quench the painful tears

what a beautiful dream

retro-fitted reality

opening my eyes

to infinite worlds

dotted lines

between you and me

but still,

in knowing your touch

your inner being

to give me anything

anything but that

-is to thieve the last breath

of the living.

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A Childhood Myth

August 4, 2013 § 4 Comments

My body weeps

For the childhood myth

That once existed inside

A foolish fantasy

Of happy endings

Prince charming

White horses roaming green pastures

Grand castles reaching the stars

And gingerbread villages in between

My own private fairytale

But the walls once stable

With butter cream frosting

Have caved in

Lying broken, molding

Leaving me empty

Unknowing what to believe in

Not even Rapunzle’s golden hair

Can save me from the decaying happiness

I’ve created

 

Fantasy

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