Reconciliation

i used to think the words were all for me
the notes you played in poetry and rhyme
would soothe my doubts and I hoped secretly
those songs would last much longer than the lies
that once escaped those lips so easily
I grieved the death of love buried in fear
of who you are or were or need to be
while gasping for a smothered breath of air
her face, their smiles and all I'll never know
the candles glowing softly shadowed sin
the whispered words recomplicate my woe
abandoned first. I still can't let you in
Be angry but be gentle with my heart
your choice was the silence that broke my heart

Offense

Neither silence nor defense
will justify the offense
of you witholding
the simplest truth
from my grasp
And your stuttering hesitance
gives way to my nonchalance:
a painful lesson
I learned from you
in the past

Intruder

My head was a siren
and my heart cried "Hurt!"
repeating the warning
"Intruder alert!"

Bipolar

Your leaking sorrow
fills my soul
perhaps tomorrow
You'll remember what you told me
Never. Always and Forever.
Or maybe you
will carelessly hold my heart
ransom, bleeding, torn apart
much like the way insomnia
directs a murder scene
in some paranoid
schizophrenic's dream

Narcissism

The narcissism I feel today
is a perfect reflection
of the games you play
and the promise you won't leave
I'll never go away
pierces louder than a scream
as I beg you to stay
SILENCE becomes the duct tape
around my hope as I lay:
a tightly bound and gagged version
of your obedient prey

Stale

My words linger...
stale in the cool air
fizzless and dull
like a comatose stare
Whatever warmth they held
and my excitement to tell
goes unheard and missing
like an ocean's echo
without her shell

Delirious

I place my longing
upon my lover’s lips
muffled by a deaf toned melody
and his golden delirious sighs
under a setting autumn sky
And the moon, when she woke
shifted her wanton, curious eye
towards the slipping fabrics of passion:
silhouettes of midnight desire
before the heated rise of the sun