No strings attached

Is this the start of how it ends?

caution

I had led myself to believe sex an art. A freedom. That's the problem with romance novels. There's no warning on the back to tell you, some people are broken, don't try this at home. Perhaps, I was simply stupid.

Therapy sessions

Dad? Daddy? Are you really here? Did you come to see me? Will you play with me? I miss you Can I visit you? Can I see you now? Can you see me? Are you really here? Why did you leave me? Why were you gone so long? Daddy what's wrong with me? You don't

Hope is the thing with feathers

Mommy they cut my wings My wings mommy, they're gone I can't fly without my wings Are you listening? Mommy you're not listening They took them They took my wings I can't fly with the birdies Mommy? Do you think they'll grow back? I can't be stuck on the ground, I have to fly I

recovery 101

They should not have to ask that she remain among the living They should not have their beds thrown out in the rain with them in them But she is savage in those dead hours, and begging is not enough   They have perfected the words, the tone and the rhythm and the clef positions

No such thing as silent snakes

I knew a man who saw things that weren't there I knew another who couldn't see at all I know one who does not see And another who sees with absolute lucidity All these men are afraid Fear slithers in like a viper to take a bite at every throat Their response to fear distinguishes all

woman of no importance

Who are you? Where do I begin? I am, an unfortunately deprecating return on investment You should know the worthlessness is by no fault of yours or perhaps it is? they do not kneel at my feet as they do at yours save only pigs and fleas methinks it’s the smell, or I am simply

no love for free

we chose our chains

taken by the river

Even when you fall into rapids You do not simply let the water take you You must fight You clutch onto reefs and reeds beneath the water You clutch onto fallen trees despite that they will likely bruise You fight even when you bleed It would be easier to stay still and do nothing The

unrepentant

I’m not looking for redemption Do not deprive me of sanity simply because I do not believe as you do Whatever roaches roaming in your heart, do not deceive yourself that I put them there The cat and mouse of blame is a game I would rather not to play Whatever your conscience has fooled