Loss

I've been letting the rain fall out of me
let the water seep through the cracks

and leave a hole in my chest
which harvests only pain

I was always waiting
for his sun to come out
to bathe in his warmth

My Love

My love
is like a beautiful shoe that doesn't fit
crippling me

my love
is a curse and a blessing
where would I be without my love

my love
makes me someone
makes me a bird with broken wings

Words From my Thesaurus

words from my thesaurus:





Chaos


Cultured


Lacerate


Apparition


Random


Taciturn


Dread








In the Chaos of my heart


I find a Cultured pearl, embedded.



Coating the shard that would Lacerate my flesh



An apparition of my old self sits as a shadow under my current state


Random particles of energy float through the air, they create rainbow swirls as they pass



the camel, a mostly taciturn animal, finds expression through expectorating at those of us it chooses to disdain
the pessimist lives with a permanent dread of what the future holds ( perhaps a spitting camel)