Starshine woke me,Luminous skyReminding me
She observesthe world surrounding her;she takes it all in with a breath,while strategically owningher next move.Then, she pounces —…
DrowningIn my own fears, I shout for helpBut all they hear is a Whisper; A mere cry for attention.
Bleed.On the paper.On the white canvas.Not on the minds ofinnocent colorful beings.
I saw a traincurve away on my right,yellow beads of light stringing night’s depths.
I promise you,things are going to getbetter, but for that to happenstart working on it now!
Put out that burning, kill that fire, quit that senseless searching;it’s an endless quagmire, only tiring, and stop that hopeless yearning.
Come, Muse,don’t be justanother teasingbitch.