Poetry

Bitter Medicine

Alight, I burn
Bright and fast
I writhe I melt
In paralyzing stillness
Restless with fever and wanting
A chill so deep
Eating me alive
It twists and turns
And breathes and cries
Threatening to burst at the seams

The bitter pill
If only as the sun sets
Ushers in the darkness
A twisting of the senses
To fix it break it solve it stop it

Alive in my stupor
Watching the sting
My soul numb
Limbs weak
Thoughts racing through my mind
No clear winner
For now
As alight, I burn

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Poetry

Human

A human

A heart of fool’s gold

I open in earnest,  I express, and I trust

An unearned guilty conscience

Suspicious of my own reflection

A body of contradiction

 

There’s nothing left to know

But you don’t understand

Nothing left to show

And you still can’t see me

Blue in the face for nothing

Yet you define me

 

Trapped in the details

Endless words left hanging

Thickening the air

It’s impossible to breathe in here

I care more than you’ll ever know

Though I am more than what I seem

I always seem to be what you say

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