Poems

Two Mouths On One WoundWe sat in the car outside the hospice with the engine off and the air going sour,your mascara making nervous rivers while my hands shookso hard I dropped the keys in my lap again and againYou laughed this broken little laugh that sounded half like choking and halflike a skipped drumbeat, […]

Unspoken WordsThere’s silence in the air, it speaks so loudWe were once alive, now we’re just a cloudFloating by, too far to reachWe’ve got the words, but none to teach Unspoken words, trapped in our heartsLeft unsaid, tearing us apartThe pain we hide, the love we craveUnspoken words, no one to save The memories fade,

The Want and the ButI want you, that’s the first clause in the sentenceI want you and the sentence’s repentanceComes in the form of the but that followsThe want that the conditions swallowsI want you but, and the but is realThe complicated want is how I feel The want and the but, the sentence that

Through the RustThrough the rust, I see the beauty shineA love that’s weathered time’s relentless handThough years have passed, you’re still forever mine The cracks upon your face are like fine wineA mark of all the years that we have spannedThrough the rust, I see the beauty shine Rust and love, they blend as oneA

The Silence That Said EverythingI said the wrong thing and I knew it before the sentence ended, The silence that said everything said I was wrong.

The Smiling WomanShe was there at the crosswalk when the light turned red, in the gap between the smile’s appearance and what it gives.

The Masks We WearThe world’s crumbling, we’re too scared to fallHiding our tears behind a painted wallEvery smile a mask we wear, hiding the achePretending we’re fine, but we’re starting to break Behind the masks, we’ve forgotten who we areBlinded by the lies, we’ve come so farIn the ashes of the past, we bury our

The Rusted City Listen well, for I have a story to tell–a tale of urban decay, artful rebellion, and the relentless forces that sought to quash our sanctuary. I’m Jordan, a voice from the ruins of a city that once thrived but now languishes in the throes of decay. Let me draw you into the

The Last KissYou left without a word, I didn’t see it comingThe echo of your touch, now it’s gone, leaving me numb and stunningThe bed’s still cold, the air’s still thick with your scentI thought we had time, but now you’re spent The last kiss hangs in the air, but it’s never returnedA memory I

The Mask of PainBehind the mask, I hide my tearsA life of torment, bound by fearsI wear this face, but it’s not meThe mask of pain is all they see The mask of pain, it hides the truthBehind the lies, I’ve lost my youthThe scars are deep, but I won’t breakThe mask of pain, I’ll