Friday, December 17, 2010

soul

i have never felt so exhausted. to the utter core of my being. my skin and bones and fat and cells are pealed away. my soul pulses. and keeps me going on. creating. from the inside out. from that pulsing soul. nothing in my way. not even myself. and although i am numb on the surface, i am breathing below. deep breaths. steady and life giving. i feel so alive. i am alive. my soul is alive. i have found my soul.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

cry.





please. fight for me.

Friday, December 10, 2010

breakup.

i could be everything,
and you will find the nothing.
and i gave you everything,
while you leave me nothing.
and if regret was an ocean,
i would drown in its water.
the pill to swallow is loving a regret.
or to love and to regret.

Monday, December 6, 2010

me, you, him

i wear his t-shit.
and it smells like him.
but i speak true to you.
and dream of you.