In you, I believe My love, I retrieve No more I grieve!

As the evening sky presses down on the distant hillside, the last lines of light fan apart, streaking thin, like pale darts flashing in a final instant disappearing beyond in the world unseen.    Chapters closing on his tongue, swords sheathed, farewells laid into their…

I slip through the sterile halls floors shiny with the flimsy motion sensor lights left on at night stuff my fists into the pockets of scrubs to hide the shaking to have them held, not holding, for once   these hands that peel at the…

When the end justifies the means, When all things known are not all things seen,   Enthusiasm wanes Adrenaline drains, Where did anticipation go?   Unanswered, lies, what is between, that colossal start   and failure,   finite.   but, here at end, worn, emptied,…

Dreams still cling to my sheets As the trees wave hello out my window The Moon had her chance to sing lullabies. It’s now the Sun’s turn to rise. But I, am not ready for the day’s adventures. I had too much fun riding the…

The excruciatingly dull ache in my chest The feeling in my gut like a potato filled sac Sleepless nights, tear filled eyes, blind rage Hatred and love intertwined and unwound Utter confusion. Despair   And when all these unfathomably uncontrollable emotions had had their course,…

Too long I’ve lived inside the noise, the words, the doubts; I’ve been trampled down, and made to shrink beneath the sea of strife. My soul was lost, weighted by the expectations placed upon me, not just by others but also by myself, so all…

The last Supper Friend, associate, colleague? The words escape me, absent from my vocabulary, Perhaps a paired frosty soul, Thrust into this icy existence. Wielding a hand of God, or his adversary. Removed from the therapeutic environment, He sits at my table, haunted by voices,…

My sleep is done this ain’t no fun am I the only one who hates the morning?   My body says no to work I won’t go a few snoozes, tho will it really help?   But this poem here is ringing in my ear…

Another season starts soon your last before you regenerate you escaping death to survive a gamble on what you’ll end up with Not again, Doctor, Not again My heart is not strong enough To say goodbye to you once more I don’t think I can…