Friday, July 30, 2010

She's Happy in the Dark


She's walking through a ghostly mist
alone beneath night's glowing disc
midnight denial seems an easy risk
s
he's happy in the dark
and

her heart is distant like the stars

her emotion hidden like a scar
to feel at all would be to hard

she's happy in the dark
but

the mist transforms to streaming rain

she's soaked in jaded, justifying pain
her love is just another stain

still
she'll cling to what little does remain
she's happy in the dark

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Rain


If I’m standing in the rain
that’s where i want to be.

Can you see me?

Glistening on your skin.
Trickling from your hair.

Why did you turn away
from me?
Just one more touch
like raindrops on my skin.

It’s getting cold.
You’d laugh at me if you saw me

soaked and standing there.
I feel it.

I don’t need more loss
raining in my eyes all day.
Everyday.
I need to hear you whisper,
to lose myself in the quiet of your eyes.
You turned away from me.

I’m not what I appear to be.

I’m not how you think of me.
I’m more.
There must be more.

If you cut me I bleed
just like you.

Mostly, I do.

I’m by myself on my ledge.
It’s not that far to the ground.
Maybe everything will look different

when I get down.

If I’m alone,
it’s because I choose to be.

Why can’t you see?

Are there raindrops in your eyes

just like me?


Tuesday, July 27, 2010

Enough

I am not the rain
that makes your flowers grow
or the wind that blows the dust
into your eyes.
I am not the shadows
where your evil hides
or the light that makes the shadows
seem to fade.
I am not even
what you’re thinking
or what you wish for
when you cry.
But everything that I am
is enough
to say goodbye.