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

“Quiet” – An excerpt from Discovering Sunshine

Quiet

each night that i lie in bed
there is a split-hair moment when
racing thoughts finally leave my head

a moment to catch my breath
and feel my body relax
without the anxious fear of death

no regrets to gnaw at my skin
no fluttering heart in my chest
no worries of my committed sins

where usually there would be pain
in these aching, tired bones
i feel not a single hurting strain

but as i answer softly to sleep’s call
the nightmares sit at the edge
waiting for my guards to fall

i never did trust the quiet

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