Category: Poetry

Running on the hedonic treadmill None of your voids you fill. The cars, clothes, hair and men Make you just want more again, As your hunger always grows The emptiness finally shows.

I wander in the dawn to awaken my soul, To remember the joy of youth and the wonder Of a sunrise, filled with hope that I forgot Along the way.

The narcissist’s mask broken revealing the flaws beneath, the dark in the heart exposed to the light of day. Sharp shards that cut, hurting those close and leaving them to bleed; collateral damage. Now all can finally see exactly the monster within I have seen for years. And yet I still love you.

It’s not enough. Nothing is ever enough For you.

Don’t breadcrumb me. I want the whole meal, the banquet of your soul and all the courses of your heart. I refuse to be the dog, begging for scraps of attention off your plate.

Cotton candy clouds waft in the sky As the light fades at the end of day, The warmth forgotten in the chill As your love continues to fade away.

When you come from Hell, everything looks like Heaven. From those who much was taken, “any is all” is the given. You came through void and pain, unloved in the darkness; Faltering, flailing, falling and seeking forgiveness. For the sins you bear and the scars you cannot escape Ever burden you, an anchor back to […]

Your confessor will not hear your sins nor forgive.  You feel no remorse for what you have done and do, and wish for an endorsement of your poor choices and bad behaviors. That I can not give.   

The monster stirs deep below, Awakening from the long slumber Hungry, needing to feed On the innocent.

A thousand times I’ve reached for you. Only to find you gone.  The space you used to fill in our bed Empty, as my heart.