I’ve been lost and I’ve been found. I wandered away from myself a long time ago. I’ve had loved ones walk out of my life too many times to bother counting. I’ve traveled a stream of life where I saw nothing and learned nothing worth noting. It’s hard to know what is real until I’ve killed it or it's killed me. I’ve seen the eyes of the devil and they are silver. Give me my gun, my knife, my babe, and my bike and I’ll be happy. Well happy as someone could be. Doesn’t matter t...

Rocking back, forth... the momentum is caught in rhythm. Where has my strength gone? Weighed down by the gold around my neck. The cool metal. Fingering the indentions. Where are you now when I call out to you? The moon is shining down upon me from the window. My own light fading slowly by the day. I barely cast a shadow upon this world. But in the other world. My shadow stretches on to the edge of the sky and beyond. It is this world with the last of my strength I reach my hand towards. Free ...

My eyes are closed to the world. A wooden stick in my hand. The flapping wings of an owl circling above me are all I hear. The charge is flowing through me. Reaching for my book the vigor builds up in me. With a wave and a few words. The impossible becomes possible. I am but one young girl among a school of many. We fly vanish and turn the world upside-down. There is magic at my fingertips. It is there for everyone if only you know how to grasp it. I am among the lucky few to have touched it ...

What is the measure of a single life? Can a person really be written off so easily? I once thought so. I questioned the worth of my life time and again. That someone with a petty grudge could just sign my name and I would die? It was so terrifying I could almost laugh at it. So when I found my way out. I was skeptical. If not downright scared. Would they be as callous? Would I be running and hiding for my entire life from something that could always find me? But slowly I found comfort. I was ...

Dragging my nails across a mirrored surface. The blood that seeps from my fingertips. Can it be mine or my shadowed self? The gates to hell are open and I’m laying beside them for warmth. My head does bob side to side then circles in on. Bars on a window not a prison make. I shaved my head today. My friends are helping me braid it. So I can make a noose. Then were going to draw bloody tampons to see who hangs first. I was unlucky today so I’m going to have some lunch. The sun is fading in...

Loyalty. It boils down to trust and respect. Can you be loyal and yet be made a servant to another? Don’t you want power and to be named an equal? I sought this out for all the wrong reasons. I had duties to fulfill and promises that must be kept. The stinging tears as I walked away were haunting me but I couldn't let it get to me. I was where I wanted to be and yet I felt lost. Detached from my own body. I had a life. I had love. I had family. Was it worth casting it aside for power? Thoug...

A stitch in time saves nine... well whoever said that, I find it highly insulting. Stitching is such a bother sometimes. I’m skin and bones and my husband... well he is just bones. Oh we can sing and oh how he can dance. And my how that skeleton knows how to romance. But oh every time he does I fall to pieces. It is such a hassle trying to put myself back together. Oh my beloved. You do know how to fright. Always know how to make an entrance and become such a sight. But why oh why must it b...

I’m a kid. You’re an adult. You’re my enemy and you’re at fault. I want to play and you want to work it's not my fault. It’s your own quirk. Divided we stand and together we fall. The young and the old. Whichever is your call? We live in the trees. You in city blocks. We rise by the sun, you by the clock.  We eat cereal and you drink coffee. We love candy. You love prim and toffee. We play the games and you make the rules. You build the future and we have the tools. Girls or boys ad...

Empty space. Weather you stare out upon a distant star or your looking into a corner of a lonely room. There is always a matter to all things. A deeply ingrained philosophy of how we as a whole must live our lives. Even if this belief is balanced on the shoulders of an outsider. For myself. To harness the energy of a higher plane. To exist beyond myself. Is just a fantasy. I have duties and peoples who depend upon my unwavering faith and order. Too many have died already for me not to maintai...