it is hard to love yourself
when you feel lost
and don’t
know who
you are.
Tag: poem
when the party’s over
grief numbed
by fleeting pleasures
left her empty
and looking for something
she’d lost
long ago.
finding home
home
is not
a piece of land
but a place
you hold
in your heart.
holding on
ordered chaos
is still chaos,
and some days
it consumes
me.
changes
you didn’t want me
to be better–
you wanted me
to be
someone else.
the high cost of living
i’ve been stuck trying
to find a purpose
beyond my needs—
dollars signs on everything
except what matters most.
stars align
i will tell you
one thing
i’ve learned
is that such
beauty
does not exist
without
disaster.
two-step
with you
i always
danced
on the edge
of disaster.
always on my mind
i think of you
and i wish would know
i still see you
in every sunset—
smiling,
laughing,
leaving.
extortionate
their love
shouldn’t cost you
your sanity.