My favourite bruise

A reminder that I can
feel
hurt
burn
bleed
scream

Whilst you
recoil
relax
light up
punch
not hear

Indulge in fantasy reality
Erase over blemishes
Spit in my face

My favourite bruise

A realization that
my worth is real

Lucky

Fingers and toes
Both crossed
No walking under ladders
black cats; be gone
Luck is made
Luck be mine

Fog up that mirror;
Again.
Blurry vision
Truth?
Hidden.

Lie; such an ugly word.
Just look the other way
Ignorance is bliss

Stop.
Don't look at me like that

Luck is made
Luck be mine

in between the sheets

In between the sheets
Us, speaking foreign tongues
It was not love
It need not be

You and me
And the rest of the night

In between the sheets
Time wasted
Time wisely spent

Sun's ray, morning
Back to reality

Us, speaking foreign tongues
Thank you?
Sorry?
Words unnecessary

Good morning

Guided by temptation
Let the devil inside win
Rules broken
Boundaries crossed
No consquence
No hesitation

This moment of..

sit, stand, run, walk, SIT, STAND, RUN, WALK.

Inside the lines
Don't move
Stay
Yes, right inside the lines

One line ends
The other begins
Where's the break?
Where's the fork?

Keep going
The lines not finished
Get to the end
Dont forget-
There's another line
Waiting for you

Aren't you lucky?
Never forget that you're lucky

The paths there
No choice required

Inside the lines
Don't move
Stay
Yes, right inside the lines

Aren't you lucky?
Never forget that you're lucky

beautiful mess

In that one instant,
The child overtook the woman,
She who screams that I
Don’t give a damn
And
That the world can go to hell.

Lies, damn lies,

Sitting there
Overcome with cowardice
Shocked.
Sitting there
Ashamed.
Sitting there
Humiliated.

The child overtook the woman

Scared