blindfold

Happiness,
as permanent as you,
I've seen this the entire time.
I walked blindly
with you yelling to me.
You led me the wrong way.
I don't blame my falls and bruises
on your bad direction.
Looking forward,
the fog suddenly cleared.
What was around me remained.
That's fine,
it always was.
I just need to open my eyes.

Smart Cow

She followed them all
until the cliff
As their bodies fell flailing
she reconsidered
Turning away
she had awoken
Running faster
the wind guided her path
Shaking it off
she remembered herself

empty audience seats

I'm seeing so much now
That damn blindfold
Tattered like me
Why did I come here again?
Remind me as you escort me out
Hot-tempered
Sound minded
So what
Good for you
You can one up me
For what?
Does anyone even watch?
So sadly I know
all of this was for your amusement

Dead Watch

She wears the masks
of a thousand lives
Hourglass sand empty
there's no one running along side
She waits for sighs
halfheartedly believing
Visions only confuse
too much is real
Not enough fantasy
Deep sighs
never quite fill the space
Dead watch in a box
just waiting to be worn

Blocked reflection

I only sleep here,
a window of a person.
By day I'm the transparent friend,
by night the ref on the sidelines.
I only have minimal soul left,
am I a stepback ghost
or a memory of what once was?
By night I'm the person buying time to waste.

silent ramble

Too many random thoughts
wants, emotions, neuroses
Too little time for it all
Give and receive?
How's that work?

Anchor

I slowly walk the edge of the ocean.
In the past I was frantic,
trying to collect my things before they float away.
Let them go.
I see that these things that I cling to
keep me stuck here.
I will float away
and maybe that'll be fine.
Even if it isn't I'll know
for once I am no longer sinking.
I watch you and I often wonder.
Are you choosing to sink?
The anchor is not tight,
you can just wiggle out.
Do you dare?
It doesn't matter anymore.
Save yourself,
no one else ever will.
This I know as fact.

dirty window

Watching out the window
I see the black and white dance of life.
While staring at my hand in vivid color,
I wonder why I'm different.
People trip over nothing next to me
while others die with a smile.
So strange this life is.
I spent a majority of my life
trying to change others.
I can't.
I know this now.
I will change myself and evolve.

7 steps to walk away

I watch your eyeballs bounce.
Do I scare you?
I should.
You have made me a cannon.
When I go off it won't be good.
You know this,
yet you push.
Changing direction now,
you were never worth the ammo.
I cement this cannon shut.
No longer will I aim to destroy.
I planted a garden in your name.
Not because you are worth it,
but because I am aiming high now.
I am better without knowing it.
I never had to tell you
because you knew this all along.
Hate yourself instead.
I never stepped in your way
as you did with me.
Remember that.

Ripped postcard

I follow all the right tunnels,
none ever have what I am looking for at the end.
He whispers to me ,
yet the redundancy makes my mind drift.
Oh look how shiny!
The sparkle fades and I mourn.
With a life this crazy you'd think I'd have stories,
but I don't.
You track my moves like an animal,
waiting for my failures.
I googled myself yesterday.
Odd. abrasive. Intrusive.
But that's what you wanted!
Did I?
Will you remember me tomorrow
if I were to cure a disease?
No, but you'd remember only failures
and when I fell on my face.
But this is okay with me.
Acceptance is half the battle.
Why try to change,
when the end is always so clear?
Mark this words,
I chose this.
Kick it around for awhile
until it means something to you.
Because obviously I don't,
nor do you to me.