Canvas

“canvas”

My soul

is an empty canvas

waiting to be filled with color

Schematics

“Schematics”

I have a need to re-draw the schematics of my brain
And remove the mental instability
So I can feel like I am whole for once

Rewire everything
To go where it’s supposed to
And feel normal in this ever-aching body

Burnt Paper

“Burnt Paper”

The letters you wrote to me

Are only sweet

When I can smell the paper

Burning

Sleep – A Haiku

soft eyes hide the ache
tired skin and deep circles
no sleep for weeks now

Fire

“Fire”

My obsession with flames
Started when I was eight
I lit a fire in the closet
And quickly put it out
After burning my fingers

Since then I keep hoping
No one puts me out next time