I FORGIVE YOU FOR EVERYTHING

 I forgive you for everything, he'd say

And I would look in the mirror

At my tear-stained cheeks

The circles under my eyes

Eyes red from crying

And I wondered

How could I ever forgive myself?

POETRY EVERY DAY

 Poetry. Every. Day.

But what if the words are shattered

Fragmented and scattered

In a broken and sad mind

Teardrops fall on the ground

Splattered

The rhymes inside me confined

TRICK OR TREAT

 The stale smell of cigarettes surrounds me

A haunted house of my own making

Trick or treat?

Too late for me to choose

Wanting to fast forward time

To see if I win or lose

HUSK

 Entombed in a husk

Locked in my own emotions

A prison of my own making

I trade sadness for hope

But it's not that easy

I miss the simplicity of those moments

Thinking some magic

Would work for me

GRATEFUL

 

THE MOON

 I am like the moon

Waxing and waning 

Depending on how you wish to see me

Shining through the darkness

Guided by your interest

In a celestial body

That never fades away

WINDING ROAD

 My mind is a dark and winding road

I've gone too far

Can't find my way back

I'll just continue down the winding road

Until everything fades to black