Tunnel Home

Her childhood best friend’s old yellow house.  Unfamiliar voices overlap one another.  Twenty years later, she enters the home at night, holding her resurrected imaginary friend’s lightweight hand. 

 

Jarring music, dark like the dim room

Candles burning

Barely reveal the side view of a face

 

Eyes half open

Internally trembling

Still

 

Meanwhile, a current lover

Doesn’t recognize her

There goes an unfulfilling attempt to scream

 

Hours later,

Silent mouth open wide

The shrieks in her head refuse to come out

 

She is invisible behind the curtains of her own eyelids.

 

Fade in.

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I Am [Destined to Slip]

I am

A frozen dam
Icicles hanging by the last bit,
Craving the reflection,
Of every slightest piece of light.

You are

The shiny glass that parallels,
One cracked piece that still remains,
Watching over by the unmarked,
Experiencing an unattainable pain.

I am

Falling and diving,
Into a net with a hole,
My limbs small enough to fall through,
So eventually, I’ll give in.

You are

The witness of my downfall,
Grasping for a grip,
To save an evasive, unpredictable girl,
Who is destined to slip.

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Bait

I take a break from gliding through my structured day in my shiny white patent leather heels. On a shabby bench against a brick wall lathered in graffiti and dirt, I don’t belong. An easy target for the swarm of starving seagulls, my face is the bait. Reeking of fear and discomfort, they attack, strangling and wringing around my torso. Fighting off the birds, the words, launched my way, I unsuccessfully try continuing to glide through this ordinary structured day. Across the bench, the lone, clean, grimy bird stands with his eyes toward the sky without any recognition of my presence. Wherever I go, I don’t belong.

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Inevitable

11 hours of sleep
Was all I needed
Physically and mentally
To take me out of my extreme

But now the low
Has gotten low
And all I ask
Is to go back up

I wanna get high
Off the depths of my brain
I wanna feel it again
Better than this pain

I’m worried to go back
To the people who got to know me
When I was fun
And you all wanted to sing along

It’s inevitable
This won’t go away
It’s my life
The roller coaster is here to stay

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Always

Over-analyze

Every mood
Emotion
Action
Thought

Track

The days
Years
Every December
May

Chart

Every description
Notes
Every sign
Warning

Never

Assume

A bad day
Normal
Emotions
Thoughts

Always

Over-analyze

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Obvious You

A tough wall to break through,

With a constant guard,

She fakes an open heart,

Just a faker from the start.
Every day he explored the path,

A walk stretching further,

From winters of slumber,

To hopeless, hyper summers.
The dark patches,

After long stretches of light,

Head on, he faced,

Never touched or defaced.
The seemingly impossible maze,

Unexpectedly was solved,

By an open heart,

A destined lover from the start.
Where past wanderers turned back,

You continued to pursue,

Persistently through,

Obvious you.

~CMC

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I hopelessly pray

The thoughts:

So overwhelming,

Rattling,

Scrambling,

Devouring my brain.

 

The words: 

I spew,

Muffled and unsure,

Dealing the deck,

Of those in my head.

 

Interaction:

I turn away,

Out of frustration,

Always exerting,

Projectile pain.

 

My world:

I beg a force,

To take over for a day,

To take over for a year,

I hopelessly pray.

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