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Month: March, 2011


Heavy heart, can’t sleep,
Crying now, can’t keep,
Thinking how, hurt creeps,
Breaking down, won’t peep,
A single sound, tears seep,
Into the sheets.
You still can’t sleep.
You want sleep.
Only sleep.


Dear God

Give me strength to keep this calm till I can have the Friday evening to myself. My time has not been my own this past week. I dont know how much more I can keep together. Please. Just till this Friday.

The Train Ride

She boarded the train, happily tucking her ticket into her jean pocket. She looked left and right for a seat. The conductor, a handsome, wily looking young man, nodded to her and smiled, indicating for her to follow. She hid her smile and blushed, eyes casted down. They walked through rows and rows of seats when finally he stopped at a spacious section that had a large window framing the world passing by. She sat and stared out the window. “Safe journey,” the wily conductor said, and left her basking in warm assurance.

And then she heard a loud noise.

Everything at that moment seemed like a vortex centered into her very being, paroxysm pulsing dully against her ribcage, sucking in negative energy right through the cracks that were about to mend, a direct streak into the heart, because she knew. She suddenly knew.

“He lied,” she thought sadly.

She crouched to the side of the seat, head tucked into her knees, closed her eyes slowly, and braced herself for the crash to come.

There Will be a Day

Cheers to all the drifting souls,
who have but yet do not,
for those who were left not by choice,
for those who fell uncaught.

For the trust you gave, they threw back at your face,
for the best of you they beat down,
for the promises you made, how lightly they waged,
for your lost heart left unfound.

For their pride that they held,
when it should have been you,
for all the pregnant pauses,
for all the missed cues,
for the anger kept in check,
for the words you held back.

Know this…for all of that.

There will be a day that you will shine,
have warm arms to fall into,
and the days are kind,
your nights are shared,
and someone understands,
and silence isnt so deafening,
and a hand..
that touches your face,
your lips, your eyes,
you know you are safe.

Know this…for all of that,
there will be a day that you will shine.