"When passion calls, will you answer?"
What you should fearIs Passion's voice When it callsLow and subtleBecause when she speaksIt feels like the windAgainst your skinRight before it sweeps upward And whispers in the leaves of treesIt is your new name you hearWhat you will now call yourselfThat...
"Emotions that master us"
Worry —What help have you ever been to me?Why then are you so ever present in my thoughts?So many journeys begin with you,Always destined to end with your friends here below.Not one thing do you add or enhanceNever improving the...
"the slide from love to hate"
They say it’s blind,Maybe, maybe not.But it blinds! In the name of the father,The mother,One’s country.God! We protect that, which we love,From suffering, from harm, from hate,Against all. Beyond reason, beyond sanity,Beyond our own life.And in defiant defence is where we fail. We are...
"This time, I want what I want."
I want to un-fuck youTo un-see youWith my heart's eyeI want to not walk into a roomAnd search for youI want to be able to breatheEven if you don't notice meWith consciousness or prideWhen night comesI want to sleepWith my...
The loudest silence, It creeps up on you, Yet it is the elephant in the room, It lurks in plain sight, And hides in the darkest shadows. The loudest silence, It is the things you don’t say, The way you...
You’re in my every thoughtYou’re in my every dreamYou live in my heartWhy won't you leave?You’re like a nasty cobwebClinging to every part of meYou’re not welcome here any moreYet you’re in every poem or story I readWhy won't you...
How are you able to do this, Push my buttons And make me scream In frustration. I can not understand this, It makes no sense. When did laughing Become screaming, Digging nails into palms, Deep breaths needed to calm. A...
A love so big, Yet, hate seems to consume it all, Burning it to the ground. These feelings, Mixed emotions. It's so confusing! What do I do?! Leave me be! But please, I beg, love me too? How do I...
"I love to hate you"
We argue. A lot. You in your corner. Me in mine. When we argue, There is heat, Fire and danger, In more than one way. When we argue, I don't love you, I love to hate you, And hate to...
"Piddle: (Intransitive verb) to waste, to throw away, to abandon. [A Euphemism]"
Just because she doesn't cry,Doesn't mean a thing.What she's piddling withIs a hainted heart.Sometimes tearsCan't cause a riverDeep enough for a womanTo dip her haint of a heart in--Not when she has lived too longIn such a short time.What is...
