Bitch Slap

Don't give me
your
holier than thou
miss
goody-two-shoes
who sends only the
positive news

Save your
bullshit carrying
card stash
full of trash
you don't
want anyone
to see
you're far from
better than me

Shove that
patronizing talk
I still remember your
dancing
wanton walk

Take your bitch slap
right along
with your
fake gift wrap

We share the same story
in all its blood and gory
But by all means
run with all your might
away from
your breaking seams

Diving In

Tattered boards on the dock
lending no support
Yet I keep
gingerly stepping over them
hearing only the echoing
yawning screams

Mouths filled with water
moments before they
begin to drown

I'm diving in
inky black
to bring them back

Run!

When all else fails
When darkness prevails
The night calling
With a deathly howling
Run!

Run past the funeral parade
All the hype and charade
People shaking hands
2-stepping grand stands

Run for your life
Past the glinting
Wincing
Steely knife

Run past that opaque parlor
With its outdated
Wall paper that seems all too cheerful
Run past the gabbing mouths
Waiting to give you an earful
Empty hugs and bottom dweller thugs

Run past it all
This is not the end
No one can mark the time of your fall

Woman in Waiting

She stood in the doorway
A tear lingering in her
haunted eyes
She so wanted to tell all the
painful lies
She wanted to let them spill
so she could feel her heart
begin to heal

I threw her a token
A story of my own
to keep the magical spell
from being broken

A half second split wide open
I saw in her
I used to be
A girl hovering in the shadows
on her way to the deadly gallows
A woman in waiting
for the love surrounding me
drenching and cascading

Soldier Girl

Quietly
but not so quietly
The door closes
and darkness descends
Into the trenches
I begin again

I'm planning
I'm scheming
Damn well better believe
I'm dreaming

Through the fog
you'll see me
Shining sword
Shining smile smiling

I trained hard in the mud
And at the end of my day
you're just another cow
chewing his cud

I have no
tender underbelly
None you'll ever see
I've the thick skin
of a warrior
hell bent against
your blasted sin

I'm the little soldier girl
remember me
Matters not if you've forgotten
I'm going to take you back to class
and make you see

Why Now?

Why do these feelings crop up?
why now, after 5 long years?

The feelings of dread and anxiety
Will I ever be whole?

The constant battle
It tires me

A spark of fire
drenched in tears

When?
When will I feel
fully alive?