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Tuesday, August 30, 2016


No words, all pain.
Tears fall like acid on my face.
Numbed now, no breath.
Can not find a friend in death.

Light floods in
Let darkness cease
Watch out world,
love is a beast,

Friday, June 8, 2012

Swallowed by agony.
My very being a black hole.
My old ways suctioned to my back.
I keep looking over my shoulder,
wanting to have done it differently.

The agony of it all tied to my feet.
I am dropped in the lake.
The agony drags me to the bottom.
I struggle.
The last few bubbles pop on the surface.
I am silenced forever.

Friday, January 20, 2012

Random Haiku(s) that I wrote a while back.

One day, we shall teach
The broken ones going through
things we all once felt
Burning in the soul
a light that will never fade
hope to be rescued
A green healing touch
from the blooming Rose's stem
I lean in to smell
Mom's identity
never will anyone know
beauty left untold
Break free from the chains
don't be kept in their cages
Freedom come swiftly
In definition,
I do what you ask of me
am labeled a slave
Between many tasks
to cover up all the pain
behind many masks
A blinding brick wall
the helpless cartoon slams in
we all laugh so hard
Tainted by real life
no one really knows the truth
Good luck finding it
Soaked-through  with the cold
running though my veins linger
a glimmer of hope

Friday, January 13, 2012

Five Minute Friday: Awake

The hurt inside awakens.
I was so very naive,
to think it would be like this forever.

You were happy, so was I,
so were they.
Then, you threw at me the speeding Septa Bus,
which I was promptly and blindly hit by.

Now, I taste the salt
from the tears streaming down my face.
It both wets and dries out my mouth,
as I lay curled up and sobbing.

I am finally awake.
Awake to life's bitterness.
Awake to life's joke that
I was not allowed to always be that happy.

The hurt inside deepens.

Monday, January 9, 2012


I walk down the street.
I see my breath lingering.
My hands firmly in my pockets.

I froze as I witnessed the
start of white, soft flakes fall;
gliding towards the hard earth.

It was like a blanket falling from the sky to cover the ground.
The ground was no longer lonely,
and no longer had to wait for my steps to greet it.

Millions of fluffy, cold friends-- minus one,
for I could not help but to catch one on my tongue.
It melted into the warmness.

All is well.

Wednesday, December 7, 2011


The patter of my tears
wet his shirt.
I sob,
my words incoherent. 
The hair,
gently tucked behind my ear.
His voice,
soothing and soft.
His embrace,
comforting and strong.
His love,
unyielding and constant.
He who
held me since birth,
my rock, my friend,
my Father.

Friday, November 18, 2011


Thousands of whispers in my ear
drowning my mind.
Which noise do I attach to?
Are any of them mine?

I gasp for air.
My arms are tired.
I can no longer tread this water.

My last breath fleeting as it joins where ever the rest of me has been hiding for so long.