Sunday, February 28, 2010

A Kiss in the Night

We painted the night with silver and blue.
We etched a kiss with glass and fire.

If I Must Say

She used to sing--all the time.
But sometimes depression takes your voice away.
Not a whole lot makes me want to resurrect the music that is buried within me. It died a long time ago.
But ever since I met you, I sometimes find myself singing like I used to.

Lovely

Even when a storm comes, you're still beautiful.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

Gone

You don't have to prove yourself, pretty girl.

Hug

And if I hold you really close for an extra long period of time, it's because I want to hear your heartbeat. I swear there's life within it that I've never discovered before.

Wait

I am done pretending that I don't need you anymore.

Friday, February 26, 2010

My BitterSweetHeart

I think you are lovely.
I think you are lost.
I think you are broken--broken for all the wrong reasons.

"She's not coming back,
and you can let go. You have
always wondered what
it's like to be free.
Now is your chance, now is your
turn. Don't let it get
away--don't let me
get away. Because I'll run,
and I won't look back."

Built

Just so we're clear, the sex wasn't worth it.

Rehab Art

I dance to remember. I drink to forget.

Long-Time-Letting-Go

It shouldn't be this hard, but it is.
I shouldn't be this hard, but I am.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Being An Arrow

There’s a link between this present sorrow and this joy that consumes me. I think this grace You’ve given me is starting to take place and settle in. It’s flooding every dry wasteland, and at times, I’m not okay with it because it’s unconditional. And I’m so used to conditional love, conditional thoughts…conditional people.

And I think the worst thing I’ve ever done in my life is get used to something.

Everything

"The world spins, and we
stand still. There is something wrong
with this. I feel as
though we should be in
motion, too. Break the silence.
We need the chaos."

Parcel

Don't try so hard.
They just want you to be you.

Warning

I told you it was a place you would never want to go, and now you're telling me it's a place where you don't want to be. I told you my story. You didn't laugh or roll your eyes.

Instead you called me a liar, but you have found my lies to be the truth.

Used To Be

You took him away. . .
My love, my life, my laughter.
You took him away. . .
My happiness, my freedom, my salvation.
You took him away. . .
My dream, my soul, my spirit.
You took him away. . .
My treasure, my joy, my heart.
You took him away. . .
My miracle, my new day, my endless night.
You took him away. . .
My prince, my light, my soothing wind.
You took him away. . .
My water, my healer, my beauty.
You took him away. . .
My disease, my sense of worth, my confidence.
You took him away. . .
My prize, my luck, my final bow.


So on this night where the moon is nowhere to be found and a single owl gives light by only his two eyes, I'm finding it within my heart that You knew exactly what You were doing when You took him away.

You knew the pain that would carry me.
You knew the grief that would behold me.
You knew the anger that would soothe within me.
You knew the sorrow that would sail around me.
You knew the waters I would tread and the waters I would venture into and the waters that I would come to drown in.
You knew what I didn't know, and after three years I can finally say,
"Thank You for taking him away."

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Shelter

You are safe here. You are hidden here. They will not find you here.
And you can stay here as long as you like.

Let the healing begin.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Yes

I'm learning to trust again.
I'm learning to love again.
And I'm learning that they're not all like you.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Hollow Ground

. . .and when you fell from my hands, it wasn't a crash, it wasn't a bang. There was no sound at all. When you fell, it was made clear to the both of us that you were empty and all you ever had was in me.

Lock It.

I used to be a lot of things, but I'm not anymore.
I used to wear your bracelet full of charms 'til I dropped it on the floor.
I used to run wildly through your house until you closed all the doors.
I was a whore for you, but unlike the others my heart was never rich, always poor.

Rule

I've made you out to be something you are not.
This is my fault.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

Rusty

Ever get the feeling that someone has worn a piece of your jewelry before?
I hate it.

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Sent

There are so many pieces here.
I don't know where to begin.
And I don't know where they'll end. . .

"He sent you to me.
This I can not deny. And
I'm finding His plan."

Currency Equals. . .

You are priceless. If anyone ever bid on you, I'd always bid way above. No one ever seemed to know your true worth.

Thursday, February 18, 2010

To Accept--To Forgive--To Deny

"I have given you something good, My child. Why don't you just trust it?"

"Because I don't deserve good things. Haven't You seen what I've done? Haven't You seen what I've done? Haven't You seen what I've done?"

"If you continue to live this way, you will never know the joys of following Me or the treasures I have waiting for you."

"And that's my choice. That's my decision to make."

"Yes, dear heart, yes, it is."

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Confession

"Looking in the mirror has been hard to do lately."

--and that's all these shameful lips have to say right now because these shameful lips have brought so much pain.

Blue Wall

I couldn't wait.
I couldn't stop.
I couldn't think.

And you thought I did all of this for you. . .

Tuesday, February 16, 2010

Promise[s]

Today is the day that forever ends. . .

"The one thing I had
no say, no choice, no hand in
took you away. . .[til] death [do us part]."

Monday, February 15, 2010

Haunt

Sometimes I wish there was a physical manifestation of you. Then I could see you, and I could guard myself against you. And I could destroy you.

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Heartbeat

In these moments, I find peace.

Saturday, February 13, 2010

Scarlet

I wish you could have seen the look on his face.
I wish you could have seen the force in his eyes.
I wish you could have seen the shake in his hands.
I wish you could have seen him walk away.
I wish you could have seen me run after him.
I wish you could see the way we used to fly.
I wish you could see how we were unstoppable.
I wish you could see how we ran so fast, so careless.
I wish you could see the forest we created with our bare hands.
I wish you could see the treasure we discovered in the summer afternoon.
I wish you could see the treasure we buried that winter evening.
I wish you could have seen the dance we danced and the play we played.
I wish you could have seen the sun that July morning and how we touched it.
I wish you could have seen the full moon in February and how we reached it.
I wish you could see it all.

Please tell me you remember that "we" and "he" is us and you.

Discard

Every tear had your name on it that cold, cold September night. And each one that fell seemed to crash when it hit the floor. You never were the type to drive silenty or float seamlessly.

Right

Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and shudder because your heart is still in mine.
What do you want from me?
Why do you continue to haunt me?

Intimate Stranger

I can't give these pieces to you because he still has them. Believe me when I say that I'm fighting the fight of my life trying to get back what I gave away so freely, so willingly, so selfishly. In trying to be somebody else's hero, I became the destroyer of your dreams.

And for this I am eternally sorry. . .

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

Un-Me

Do you know what a black winter does to a soul?
It kills it.
Sometimes the cold wind is too hard to bear,
And sometimes the heart you left in my hands is too hard, I swear.
I never thought I got the best of you. . .

But it's all in the way you left every piece in my hands,
and ran wild while I tried hopelessly to put them all together.
How dare you leave me with something
so fragile,
so vulnerable,
so weak,
so reckless,
something that wasn't mine.

Monday, February 8, 2010

Loneliness

The world we see is not always the world we know, and the world we know is not always the world we see.

Windy City

She's finding her way; she's finding life.
Let her be free; let her be wild.
I swear she just wants the best for you.
Let her care for you; let her love you.
She's discovering a treasure; she's discovering you.

Sunday, February 7, 2010

The Road We Travel

We tend to think the end will be ours, but nothing is really ours until we let it go. The only thing we can ever control is the beginning. And even then, we have our doubts.

Transparency

Because for a moment, we discovered the strength in what makes us human.

5:44 AM

I've never felt so close to a stranger as I did in that hotel room.
We all have our roads; we all have our stages.
But it's here where we collide. And it's here where we will part.
It's here where we forget we are lonely.

Saturday, February 6, 2010

Floor

These secrets are golden.
These secrets do not come easily.
These secrets stay hidden in the attic where they are cold and can grow lonely all by themselves.

But these secrets are starting to seep through the ceiling, and you're starting to enter the house. You're standing at the doorway of each room, and you've found you are able to make yourself at home here. I just hope that when these secrets make their way to the comfortable green chair you've chosen that you don't decide to run out. Because plenty of people have sat in that chair before, and plenty of people have left that chair empty.

Screw Up

I told you I wouldn't make the same mistake twice.
I just wish you would believe me.

Friday, February 5, 2010

8:08 AM

It hit me.
It consumed me.

And I'm not entirely sure you know what's at stake here.

Thursday, February 4, 2010

Sleeper

And even though you're high and completely unaware of the fact that you stayed up all night just to talk to me, I will treasure this moment. You're laughing and smiling with me again. It's been a long time but that cloud finally settled beyond the horizon.

I hope it never rises again.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010

Had

I had those kisses that you now saturate yourself in.
I had those hands that you now hold.
I had those eyes that you now adore.
I had his thoughts that you now entertain.
I had those feet that always stood in between mine.
I had his body against me that now lays next to you.
I had his heart that you are now piecing back together.

I had it all.
Or at least I thought I did.

Monday, February 1, 2010

It's What We Don't Know

. . .that keeps us coming back for more.