welling up inside
but i put down my pride
i finally made her sigh
and a smile was my reward

i gave her more feelings with a minute of silence
than week of words could begin
it even broke my tide of angry pride
a powerful new weapon in the war against my vices

it comes without a sound and caries a million meanings

a barely audible protest escaped my lips as she sent me back on to the bed ( Read more... )

behold the power of a finely formed verbiage, the turn of a phrase ( Read more... )

I had forgotten that this secret even exists. I'm glad to remember that I can write ( Read more... )

turn the eyes back and stare in ( Read more... )

pain forgotten ( Read more... )

another late night with the buzzing red numbers reminding me how my eyes will feel in morning ( Read more... )

too many feet in this dance ( Read more... )

most desired object on a self imposed pedestal
just out of reach, fingertips to the edge
moving the wrong way to climb that rock
the moss slips anyway

reach but dont grab
grab but dont take
take but dont keep
keep and lose forever

fallen from the face of the earth without jumping state ( Read more... )