Poems

Teeth In The Dark Between Stars Verse 1On clear nights you lie on the hood of a car that barely runsstaring up past radio towers and thin cloudsThe sky over this no-name town looks cleansprinkled with the same constellations you copied from science class postersThen one night, a whole patch goes wrongstars dimming together like […]

Teeth Clenched Around Silence Fingers freeze above the screenWords trapped in the spaces betweenPride builds walls I can’t break throughHolding back everything I wish I knew.Teeth clenched around silence tightDrowning in the fear of the fightWanting to reach but choking slow Caught in a war that won’t let go.Memories flicker, the dark keeps comingThe ringing

Teeth In The Applause You stand center front, Eat their noise like sugarSmile wide, Bow low, I am in the back holding cablesKnuckles numb from the weight of your gigYou call me “part of the team” when you need me to haul your gearYou forget my face the second the crowd drags you near. You

Sunshine On The Wrong Side You were born with daylight leaking out of your eyes in a family that only trusted gloomCracked little jokes at funeralsdrew smiley faces in the dust on caskets just to make space in the roomTeachers said you talked too much in classlaughed at the wrong momentsturned quiet drills into strange

Switch in the Dark Verse 1 I woke up on a mattress, not the one I knowThe plaster on the ceiling has a different flow. Suitcase in the cornerhalf-unpacked and grayNoises from the street sound miles away. No photos on the drywallno scuff marks on the floorJust the smell of latex and a locking door.

Suicide Is Always An Option Part 1 I’ve heard it whispered in the break roomscribbled on a bathroom stall in shaky penSaid quiet in late night kitchens when the day comes back againThat line about an exit sitting way out on the edge of townLike a fire alarm behind glass you hope you never have

Suicide Is Always An Option Part 2 They don’t say it in the daylightthey mutter it at four a.m. to the fan and the wallWhen the bills look like a verdict and the past feels ten sizes too tall“I could end this if I wanted” like a matchbox in the drawer, Not a promisejust a

Stuff My Mouth Till It Shuts I eat till my stomach feels like it is stapled to my spine and still my fucking hands keep reaching for more on auto-pilotChicken bones like snapped fingers pointing out every time I tried to stop it and stayed quietI do not even taste it half the time, just

Stuffed and Still Starving I ate the whole boxchased it with cheap beer and a handful of candy like painkillers for a wound I cannot point at on a scanSat there sweating through my shirtheart beating like a fucking drumline in a canPhone in my hand, nobody texting backjust ads telling me to buy more

Steel in the Dusk Verse 1 As evening falls, the fighter waitsher eyes like hardened steelWith scars of old and brutal warsa strength that is real. Beneath the moonshe stands apart, in armor she is cladHer history in the marks of skinthrough times both good and bad. Chorus Within the dim and fading lightwhere darkness