Believing in me

I think I am done, but I am not sure how to be. I wasted so much time trying that giving up almost seems like a relief. Still, something is holding me back. I think it has something to do with my memories. Nothing in my past, but current events that haunt me. Preventing me from taking that final step.

I think I am done, but I am not sure how to believe. There is a small part of me that feels something close to relief. As though a big weight has been removed from my shoulders. I can breathe so easily and yet…those final steps are still out of reach.

Tasteless

A word spoken into exsitance has the power to tear me down but I can’t let it. I know it would be better to take it back but I lost the flavor and now can remember what it was like before. This word gives meaning when there wasn’t any. Bringing to life things that I should have just let die but I can’t. It is a curse to go back and give it away. Cracks appear on my mind because I decided to trust this broken word with a broken meaning. Leaving me spinning. Telling tall tales about how I have courage to defeat my own creation. But I guess I am paitent.

I guess I am just that paitent.

A Workplace Tango

“I should put a bell around you” I say as you join me in the break room.

But you just smirk and shake your head

Cautiously working your way around where I stand.

I can see my words bother you.

Well they bother me too

Do you know how much courage it took me to admit such weakness

That your very sudden appearance leaves me shaking.

You can try as you might to convince me you are not the type

But I can’t, no I can’t

Because to me you are every guy.

You are him

The one who lied to me and treated me as if I committed the greatest sin

Saying no was my saving grace but it was thrown into my face

Over and over again

Forced by people who leave all because They did not believe.

A liars only excuse was love because I was never enough

“I should put a bell around you” I whisper as a hold my arms close to my chest

Hiding the fact that I am losing my breath

My chest is hurting and my heart won’t stop

I can see your shaken because you do not understand

But It is ok

Because Neither do I

Music to my soul

Move your body in time to tones

Slowly gracefully as you go

I am a ghost of a simple past

Tasting a painting that can not last

Faded with time I am all that left

But dance to remember what you loved best

Move your body in time to beats

Stationed swaying as you think

I am a spirit from the past

Tasting a memory that can not last

Faded with love that never left

Dance to the music that you love best.

Liars Retreat

Thespian plays to end the day to

Dreaming but I can’t forgive

Them all dancing gracefully

As I fall down in shame

Screaming, screeching in my brain

Full of aching pain

That’s never ending

This dream full of dancing fools

Beating to the sounds of hearts

Falling , failing one beat at a time

Is evident here as I crawl in line

To sample the delight

Full of white lines and broken glass

Raised on high as crowds stand

With applause in hand to cover the sound

Of a thousand dying hearts

And fading parts