Tuesday, May 5, 2015

Unhealthy

You consume me.
You drive me crazy.
You tear me apart.
You put me together.
You terrify me.
You rescue me.
You complete me.
You will end me.
I need you to leave.
I need you to stay.
I love you.
I hate you.
Leave me alone.
Never let me go.
I forgive you.
I won't forget.
Please forgive me.
It was all a lie.
You are my drug.
You are my undoing.
I will give you everything.
I can never trust you.
You are my secret.
You are my escape.
You consume me.
Please don't.
Please do.


For H.

The Aftermath

The storm has passed.
The last shot has been fired.
The silence echoes every word louder than ever.
You can't un-strike the lightning.
You can't will the bullet back to the gun.
You can't unsay the words.
The puddles are still rippling.
The shot is still ringing.
The words are hanging in the air.
The sun can't dry the rain that soaked in.
The white flag can't heal the bullet wounds.
"I'm sorry" can't take back all that's been said.
You can't undo a storm.
You can't erase a battle.
You can't un-hurt the ones you love.
The storm has passed.
The last shot has been fired.
The silence echoes every word.
All that's left is picking up the pieces.




For H.

Dreaming

Dreaming.
When we escape from our lives.
When we escape to another world.
Everything is simple.
Black and white in swirling colors.
Adventures from the comfort of home.
Dreaming.
When danger is safe.
When being the hero has never been easier.
Bravery is innate.
Riding into the sunset as the sun rises.
Dreaming.
When he needs you more than anything.
When your love story is epic.
Putting your heart on your sleeve.
His heart is only yours.
Dreaming.
It has to end in the morning.
The sun chases away your happy ending.
Dreaming.
Then waking up.