When did life become so slow
Despite these years I've naught to show...
We beg those who bring themselves close to death...
I'm falling. Stumbling and tripping over my feet...
I can't always write about you
but here lately your eyes dance...
Bones are filled with crackling emotion
suffocating lungs, as if the air isn't enough...
I remember then -
under a drunk moon...
I never meant to make her cry,
everyone grieves differently and...
One of my earliest childhood memories is of Father
frothing at the mouth, spreadeagled on the side of...
Thrown bombs
Ball of fire...
A SURE HOPE(haiku)
stuttering words, heard...
She sprouted daffodils under the sun,
tiny hands adorned in dirt labeled...
Sometimes,
Trees close their eyes...
A mental illness
should not be a death sentence...