Letting Go

A lot of people rid themselves and wash their hands, but I just wear a different shade of lipstick.  

How do I know?

If the make-up wears off before you have time to wash it off, then you know it's real...

3 a.m.

"There is no reason to wipe off red lipstick.
I much prefer that it be smeared."

Because

"I guess I thought I needed a reason.
Doesn't everyone?"

...so you did

You thought you could, so you did.
You thought he was, so you did. 
You thought she knew, so you did.
You thought they went, so you did.

You thought you could, so you did. . .

Strange

Everything has changed.
How did a heart so feeble as yours remain the same?

Sense

It does not make sense, but you are what I need so I'll hold on.
For the first time, I will hold on. . .

The Worst Is Over

You made it.
You made it through.

And now they wonder.
All they do is wonder about you.

They are rather curious. 
And they have their questions.

Let them have their questions...

Without Him

There are pots and bowls made of clay. 
There are bowls and plates made of glass.
There are plates and forks made of silver. 

But you, you are made of silver only when you are with him.
My dear, without him, you are golden.
Won't you allow yourself to be golden? 

Darkness

Remember the sun. 
Remember how he shines.
For you are entering a time when you will only get by on memories of light. 

Grace

The mystery of grace is that I do not deserve it.
The scandal of grace is that it is given to me. 
The crime of grace is that it has been committed over and over again.

Like An Island

I am far and out of reach...

Award

You said, "I'm happy for you." 
And all I can hope is that one day I can be happy for me, too.  

Where

Sometimes it's the conflict, and not the peace, that lets us know we are where we are supposed to be...

Un And Known

Is this what it's like to not know what comes next?

Was Never

You are chasing something that is not running from you.  
You are chasing something that is not running from you.

You are still chasing something that is not running from you.

Epitome

I guess we will do this silly dance 'til one of us gives in.

Don't we already know who is going to give in?

#52

I only miss you when you miss me...

So, please, stop missing me. 

Wait

There is no reason to be afraid. 
I am open to all that you have to say...

Sit A While

I will cherish the last time I sat with you--not because it was a great time of happiness but because it was a time of sorrow.  And what better way to be joined forever with someone than to share in their sorrow...

Into the Light

You are released.
You are free to go.
And you do not have to be afraid. 

Six Months

"It makes me uncomfortable to be around you because after all of this time, there is still a connection between us.  And that is scary to me."

Past--

I met a man who was hung up on the way things used to be.  He called it "history", and he lived there in history.  He refused to move on because he had the silly idea that something would last forever.  

As It Was

Things are not the same.
We are not the same.

...so why do you insist on everything being the same?

Nothing Left

It was not that I didn't have any fight left in me.

You just were not worth fighting for.  

Less Empty

I imagine dying to be the same as having nothing to love anymore...

Un-Wrong

I did not mean to hurt you.  
I just needed a distraction from all the pain.
And there you were...

Bed

So, we will sit and wait.
And we will pretend we are not sitting and waiting on you to come back.

We will pretend we are not sitting and waiting on you to come back.

No Un-Doing

I feel like we had a child together, and every time I think of you, it is as though I am dropping him off at your house and making sure he gets inside safely.  

Do you know what it is like to wait to make sure he gets inside safely?  

Ran out of Rain

...today the storm ended.

'Til We Are Found

No one ever told you that when you spin in circles, you go 'round and 'round not up and down. 

Crescendo

Who's to say whether it's right or wrong?
I was singing my song, and you chose to sing along...

Red Lamps

I know you did not think about leaving the necklace out for me because you knew I would be coming by, but you did.  You left it out on the table, and I saw it.  I did not trip over it or fall on it; it told me that you still remember.

How dare you remember and not tell me?

Connected

Could you cut this rope?  
It is attached to my soul.

Could you cut this rope?
It is tearing at my skin.

Could you cut this rope?
It is enslaving me to your thoughts.

Could you please cut this rope, if you intend to do nothing once you have me again.

I'm Right Here

What is it like to have that spark?
What is it like to live in the light again?
What is it like to know that the one person who awakened you and put life back inside of you is nowhere in your life right now?

 

Feather

Please do not pick this pen back up.
It is not necessary.
Let the ink run dry and turn stale.

...just let the ink run dry and turn stale. 

Ended

And so the rhyme slowly ended, or maybe we just ran out of words.
Everyone does, right?

You can't write a story forever. 

The Walk

These are the things nobody knows.
These are the things nobody shows.
We have no reason to believe, yet we still do.

...we still believe. 

One Thing Remains

I am broken.
I am broken.
I am broken.

...and I have no desire to be fixed.

Almost 36

You are free with your third glass of red wine.
You are free with the holes in your worn-out jeans.
You are free with your clean and spotless room. 
You are free with your return to a craft that demands more than you are willing to give.
You are free in your scene shop with your tools.
You are free with your design schemes and pencils.
You are free with your always dying cell phone.
You are free in your isolation.
You are free in your silence.
You are free in your disbelief and lies.
You are free in not knowing and not asking.

You, my dear. are not free at all.  Would you not think that after almost 36 years, you would want to be free?  

Weighted

The sink or swim slowly became a wandering float...

Field

There will be things that they will not discover until you join them on this journey.  There will be things that they will not know until you begin with them.  There will be things that will not be revealed until you walk a few miles with them.  

They need you...

Trees & Hills

How do you lose something you have never found? I just want to know how to put into words what it will be like when I lose you...

Wall to Wall

There are too many pieces here.
Too many pieces of glass, of broken heels, of worn-down lipstick...

There are too many pieces here. 

Broken Ballerina

I used to dance circles around you...

Glass

I did not find it.  It was never mine. 
It has always been yours.

And it will always be in your hands...

The Gift

I do not want it anymore.
I just don't.

26

My greatest discovery was I found that in the midst of my pain, I could be free.

Way

I do not know if I have chosen this path or if this path has chosen me.  All I know is that I do not wish this road upon any other...

What The Clouds Became

I needed a good storm, and I got one.  
It also set me free.  

Light & Empty

I have become too familiar with destruction and ruin to even recognize the quiet sliver of renewal and reconciliation.

Anti-Side Effect

"There is no need to heal the brokenness.  The brokenness is the healing."

-umph

For once, I do not want to win. 

Ago

Giving up means done with forever.
Giving in means done with now.

Going Under

I could only rest in your arms for so long before you pushed me into the arms of someone else.

Sweet Heart

I can honestly confess that I have never been numb to anything in this life, and it is starting to get the best of me.  I am not the young girl you all fell in love with.  I have had one too many break downs and few too soon broken hearts...

Best

You can all trust me, yet I do not know how to trust myself. 

Push

I did not know your strength until You began to love me...

Blind-Fold

I am not my work, yet my work is me.

I am not what I do, yet what I do is me.

You have fallen in love with what I can do and not who I am.  

Gentle

It has taken me 26 years to finally live life one day at a time...

Ride of Her Life

It took a whole bottle of Merlot for her to forget the words you said to her on that cold November night.  For once, slurred words, over-exaggerated gestures, and toes that can't seem to cross at the right moment are getting her through the night.  And she has finally discovered that emptiness and your arms are one and the same.