MasterpieceImaginary

Past Life Street When I walk down this lane You tell me to straighten my back My fingers clench over the hilt of a weapon I no longer have the strength to carry My mind is already running down to the edge of the street But my heart cannot keep up with these pounds of flesh I bear When I walk down this lane You tell me to quiet my breath But it no longer comes easy Every shadow could hold a substance That if thrown my way I could avoid Every whisper could be an ally Telling me to get the hell out of dodge When I walk down this lane You tell me I don't have to stay here long But here I am in the company of a family portrait A still shot silho

In fourth grade, I charted the horoscopes of every one of my classmates using a tattered old book my mom let me bring to school, In middle school, when I asked the teacher "May I please go to the bathroom?" It was only to check the stalls on every floor, making sure I didn't just hear the sobs echoing through the air vents in my head, Often times, I'd have to poke my head in to tell the teacher I'd be escorting a red-nosed, puddle-eyed kid to the nurse or counselor I caught on my way back, With a nod of their head they would tell me "You'll catch up", I figured they were talking about school assignments, They weren't. In high school, in betwe

"I could never see you doing that!" "You may think you're capable of that, but you would never really do it" "That's cute, but you'd never do that" "You're not capable of that." You don't think I'm capable of handling certain things, But I handle you just fine, I handle the way you wall me up into convenient little boxes, All the while pleading for me not to judge you, Not to assume I know anything about you, When you assume I am not capable of the weights I already hold, Am I not capable? Am I not able? I handle you just fine, I am a king with a conjured maze, Custom-tailored to your expectations, And I grow tired of them, I have played nic

Stretch your spine tight as a string, Keep your head held high, Fold your hands and curl your nails, Paint them a smile as they walk by, Close your eyes and count to ten, Should the fire within you stir, Speak only when you're spoken to, But only listen as you confer, Be merry, laugh, dance and sing! But should you need to frown, Remember sadness is a fatal illness, Do not call for help if you drown, I will only nod my head to you, I will only give you the weather, I will only smile when you tell me things, Keeping conversation light as a feather, Stringing up love like fragile lights, See how I care for you so? But only look, no dear- Don't

The candles were burning down My hands were clasped together Casting wishes like fallen leaves Then you said my name There, a smooth place in the wood where my jaw had rested Against so many tired nights Praying in gulps of holy water Then you said my name You came to me with locked doors With unwanted company I was a hesitant teacher, Then you said my name Donning my nails again Glistening my lips again Praying the past didn't happen again Then you said my name I kept my silence I kept my skirts I kept my distance Then you said my name Sitting here with a smile on my face The call was answered, I have my place All because you said my name.

I stood atop a mountain A clifftop that kissed the air I had seen this place a dozen times before Except one thing was missing You weren't there My hands were open for you to hold The sun smiled at those who were present My shadow and I The breeze wrapped its' arms around me All around was still I had felt this all before Except one thing was missing I did not see the dance of the clouds I was too busy looking down The canopy of trees below They told me you still ran among them Everyone had said I'd like it up here Even as I realized I didn't stand alone The winds whistled a welcome The sun shone again And Logic took me into his arms As he f

I bite my lip I shuffle my feet When I smile it's tight and polite But my hands lay open For you to hold I always leave space for you on the sidewalk I tuck my hair behind my ear I want to be beautiful for you I'll spend all day wondering what will make you smile Even though you already do I want to write poems for you Until my fingernails crack I select only the best words for you Only my most complete thoughts, When I read that we are beasts Who only love the idea of love I am afraid to love you Because I thrive on your words On your shadow in the corner of my eye In the pressure of your body in my bed In my hand In my mind The idea that

I've since stopped looking at waves, I've stopped feeling sea-sick over your words, I know all too well the taste of the sea, Come back to me, come back to me, I cast lines every night, I throw stones every day, All I know now is what the clouds forsee, You've left me, you've left me, I've cursed your name to the sun and moon, I've destroyed the ship we made, I've cried your name in the nursery, Come back to me, come back to me, One evening during bitter prayer, As the docks did moan and creak, I finally coughed up the key, You've left me, you've left me, I covered it in salt water, I covered it with sighs, It burst into flames at my heresy,