Thursday, May 31, 2012


For a girl afraid of her own shadow,
She sure acts tough.
She clenches her fists, acts bravado,
But is that really enough?

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Dry Spell

A month without lips.
Two months counting, no hips.
Toes on the line, biding my time
When I find what I want, I'll make it mine.

Wednesday, May 9, 2012


At first the drugs were to take away the pain
That fuzzy sensation of peace, like a blanket, enveloping.
But the pain kept coming back, tenfold,
Until, gradually, it was the pain and the loss, that enveloped.

Sunday, May 6, 2012


I'm almost out of sleeping pills.
How will I sleep against my wills? 
The sun it sets and the night is dark
But I cannot rest my mind or heart.
I don't know how I'll sleep next week:
I'm out of pills to make me sleep.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012


Now when I stop trying, the flesh seems to melt;
Too small for my skirts, too small for my belt.
I've never felt heavier then I do today,
I never wanted us to end this way.