My Chains

Open wounds unhealable.
Soft explosions of pain;
One after another.
The only thing left
Are the lies said
That are now implanted
Into my brain-
Never to escape.
I adore you,
Or should I say,
Adored what you wanted me to see and feel.
Chains of dependence
Now set free.
I'm on my own.
Happiness soon to follow.

A Relationship With Words

They cannot be contained.
I've known them as friends
Since my earliest memory.
The things they tell,
Splash about in my mind
With no command.
I have mourned through words
And have built anger from stories.
They have led me into places
I've never thought I'd go.
Imagine
Alaskan Northern Lights;
Pinks and greens gleaming brilliantly
Across the darkened sky.
Rome;
Coliseums eroding slowly from rain
And wore down from gladiatorial battles.
Tell me more stories
About the darkness in war
Or of a passionate romance blossoming.
Fine print made to cause selected dreams
Into reality.

for myself

Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30)

something i received from a stranger

insomnia

soft pillows;
never soft enough.
cluttered thoughts
flow freely through my restless mind-
please stop.
soothing herb tea,
work your magic chamomile-based self
to enact sleep upon me.
one sheep,
two sheep,
three...
sleep methods fail to work.
dear sleep,
i do not fear you.
bring on the nightmares;
bring life to my fears if you must,
i'd do anything
to gain a moment's rest.

Haiku(s)

Winter
Footprints left on the ground;
a blizzard soon approaches.
Wind soon blows tracks away.

Outing
Fair lights, deep-fried food,
Rattling noises from rides-
Carnival of death.

True Beauty
A new seduction-
That of mind and beauty;
of depth, not surface.

UFO
Teenagers from Mars
Go on a space trip to Earth.
They love exploring.

Kept Away
Isolated now-
The silence feels like thunder.
Someone make some noise.