Memories

You are the lead character in all my favorite memories.I keep our stories boxed away on the top shelf of my brain,in safe keep, just out of sight from all the clutter of the day to day.But not so far out of reach, so that I might still always have their comfort on the occasional rainy day.I can…

Thin Line

It is only a thin lineor so they saythat separates love from hate.You and I tread it lightly.Often crossing it over then back again.At times, we linger on ita little too longbecause the truth is,some dayswe are neither here nor there. 

Poison

I still remember that night and the way that you made me feel.The words that were said cannot be unspoken.You broke something within me when their sound hit my ears, and their sting reached my heart.Now they are a toxin inside of me, making me sick as I succumb to it.My body writhes in resistance trying to force it back out.Like…

Formerly Self Medicated

Used to self-medicate but those days are long pastGot rid of the habitBut addiction dies hardAddicted  to the pastto the painto the highThe craves don’t dissipateStill learning to cope By subtracting the hazeTrying so hard to live down a whole slew of mistakesA life up smoke like the herb I would blazeA few tabs on my tongueLost almost whole daysI…

Summer Bird

Summer birdI heard you flew northThat these days you stay where the old birds soar from when their bones get frail and their feathers turn gray.Never again may I see your face.Nor get out from within what I’ve wondered since not long after you went away. Always you were my keeper of secretsI should’ve known you kept some of your own. 

East Texas Summer Day

We are ever-changingAn East Texas summer dayThe only thing consistent about usIs how inconsistent we can beSometimes we are a perfect thunderstorm of emotionsDarkSomberWe see our fair share of rainRumblingRoaringLoudly making our voices heardThe power of yours shakes me at my coreIn a way that not a whole lot does anymoreA reminderThat I am not…

The People We Used to Be

I was home for the holiday. Not the one I live in but the one that helped shape me into who I am.It was a nostalgic return to the long gone days of yesteryear.While I was there,I took a drive under the twilight sky through the city roads that we grew up in.Cars still crowded the streets but every corner…