There are pieces of me
Floating around
Disjointed
Unidentified
Nameless
Faceless
Singular

And I can't seem to recall
If they ever had names
or
If I was just so familiar with them
that they weren't needed.

But now
that I need them
I know not what to call out to
I can't call them back home.
They feel foreign and unfamiliar.

They feel like they were never a part of me
Mine.

Beneath the beauty of the night's grace,  
A moment bloomed in time and space.  
Her eyes, a spark, the world stood still,  
A breath, a pause, a silent thrill.

Her lips, like petals, soft and slow,  
With her tingle cherry gloss, they seemed to glow.  
A scent so sweet, a winter's breeze,  
That danced like whispers through the trees.

The warmth, oh! It spread from skin to soul,  
A quiet fire I couldn't quite control.  
No words were said, none dared to speak,  
Yet hearts conversed in blush and cheek.

The stars leaned in, the moonlight sighed,  
As if the heavens, too, replied.  
And in that kiss, so pure, so true,  
The world was born in shades of you.

i lick my own wounds
because
only i know

exactly     where       it      hurts

I do not love you
like a traveler loves a view—
I love you
like a secret loves silence,
like depth craves depth.

You are not just water—
you are emotion in motion,
a hymn sung by moonlight,
a soul with salt and storm
in your veins.

I love how you breathe
without needing anyone to notice.
How your tides rise and fall
without shame,
how your waves hold both peace
and power.

I love that you rage
when the sky grows cruel,
that you speak in roars
when you're no longer heard.

You are not just blue—
you are every feeling
I’ve ever buried,
every tear the world
never saw me cry.

And I,
fragile yet fierce,
quiet yet alive,
found in your vastness
a mirror.

I do not visit you.
I return to you.
For in your depths,
I remember—
I am made of wild things too.

I sat in my living room, talking to Death
“Why are you not afraid of me?” he said
I looked him in the eyes and spoke
“I’m not scared to die — my heart already broke”

He gently lifted his head, and I saw
In his eyes, a pain — an emotion so raw
He looked at me and said through teary eyes:
“Once, my love, there will be peace and no more silent cries"

I cried and screamed, “Why not now? Why not today?”
He touched my hand and looked in a peaceful, kind way
“My dear, your life isn’t done, it hasn’t even really begun
You don’t live, but just exist. Please, my dear, try to live — I insist.”

came first
plastic
then
immoral
loneliness
then
said a whale
to a whale
scratch
your eye
with mine
we’ve seen
for weeks
god
pass
for silence
in the apple
death
of brief
eels

Birthed a victim,
raised a suspect.

Trauma,trauma,trauma

To their hands,
from their hands.

Pain,pain,pain

Heartbreak inevitable,
heartbreak forever.

Hate,hate,hate

Mentally, physically,
physically, emotionally.

Abuse,abuse,abuse

Self defense mechanisms,
self sabotage mental illness.

Aware,aware,aware

Life is patterns,
patterns are life.

Broken,broken,broken

Safety required to grow,
safe environment necessary also.

Grow,grow,grow

People make mistakes,
God made people.

Forgive,forgive,forgive

If not yourself,
no one else you can.

You,you,you

If you cannot,
don’t feel bad.

YOU’RE NOT ALONE,
alone I remain.

Me,me,me

For some pain cannot be overcame,
for some pain like mine.

Tough,tough,tough

It’s not my fault,
fault I cannot change.

Past,past,past

Pain,pain,pain

Tough,tough,tough

Me,me­,me

You,you,you?

Aware,aware,aware

Trauma,trauma.trauma

Hate,­hate,hate

Abuse,abuse,abuse

Broken,broken,broken

Forgive,forgi­ve,forgive

Grow,grow,grow!

YOU’RE NOT ALONE,
nor am I!


Same words, different order, new pattern, new love
BREAK PATTERNS

My soul screams for help,
I wanna tell someone,
but I’m all by myself.
Autumn comes.
The leaves fall and so do I.
It’s dark and cold and all I wanna do is cry.
Leaves are covering the ground,
I can hear the storm with all its sounds.
When spring comes there’s new life in the tree.
But I don’t know if there’s ever a new spring in me.
  -Enna