Wandering these empty streets doesn't feel so lonely
because the pavement in bathed in starlight
and because these streets are littered with you
Because on nights like tonight no one is truly homeless
Because somewhere down these streets
is the park where we said goodbye
but so is the church where we said hello
Because my home hasn't been a place for years
Because home stopped being a place
when my parents stopped being together
Now home is starlight and my own rib cage
because home hasn't left my own rib cage
in at least 6 years
because home
hasn't left my own rib cage
in the last
6
years
Because home is where you feel safe
where nothing can hurt you
Because the monsters under my bed
are now demons
and they tend to rest in my head
but maybe that's a lie
because i think there was a time
when home made it into my finger tips
Because i wanted to share home with you
like you shared home with me
and you hands in mine started to feel
like home
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Tuesday, March 8, 2016
Monday, October 26, 2015
If my heart were a house
If my heart were a home
it would be broken
Wrenched in half
like a doll house
It's Dysfunctionality
displayed for all to see
One is mommy issues
One is step dad issues
The other is girlfriend after girlfriend issues
There are school issues
And growing up issues
And I never signed up for this issues
There are abandonment issues
And there is an attic full of hope
With a window so big you could leap out of it
Or stare out all night
and feel like a part of the night sky
There are holes in the roof that insure this
And a constant melody of crickets
And old rock music
I'd like to say the moon and stars
are in this attic
But that depends on whether or not
you believe
And all the boards seem to be
a worn out grey
And the roof still bears some black shingles
Almost as if it had been nearly burnt down
Some years ago
And who's to say it didn't
when all seems well
It is because it's been closed up
You can still see in through the windows
Just enough
To catch a whiff of the dysfunction
To know to steer clear
To not undo the latch
Because it doesn't stay closed well without it
But the gaping window in the attic
Still seems to draw some in
the warning on the box says
Do not get invested in this heart
Please keep away from small children
And the light of heart
Take care when closing If you close it while your appendages or feelings are inside
It Can inflict pain pinched skin bruising
and heart break
Hearts that are broken
while this product is in use
are not under warranty
and users will not be compensated
do not feed this product chocolate
If product is fed chocolate
The warranty will no longer be valid
no returns will be taken
And refunds will be minimal at best
On occasion poetry will spill out of it
do not read the poetry
please treat them like soliciting phone calls
Because if you give it hope
The calls will never end
Please do not give it poetry in return
Because No refunds or returns
Can save you
Past that point
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