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Some days it seems like my sole purpose in life is to be a shining example to other people that their lives could always be worse.

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Proof that God has a wicked sense of humor.

Tumble

Wailing siren
Thumps in my ears
Alerting me
I must rise
I reach to your side
Of an empty bed
And tears escape
Through matted eyes
You are still gone
And the world expects me
To go on, one day at a time
As if I can function
Without you
My life, my love,
And all that makes me whole
A tower cannot stand in a storm
Without its foundation
And I tumble without you
To hold me.

Doomed

Fear
Strangles my heart
The judgment before us
Encroaching on love
Evil tentacles in a murky water
Dragging and pulling me under
Red blood mixes like a doomed cocktail
I grasp for you
Holding my breath
Knowing I will drown without you
The rock and my love
That gives me life.

Hiding

I reach and you crouch
Low in the dark
As my hands fumble for love
You sit silent as I suffer
I only seek simple words
That you cannot muster
Until my hand finds the knob
And the lock clicks undone
When the light of the outside
Starts to break across my face
I shield my eyes
And hear you finally whisper my name
And that you’ve been waiting
For me to find you
But I know
You’ve been hiding.

Brother

Your face is a giant marshmallow
I could roast it on a stick like a smore
The goo would paste my fingers together
in a silent mockery
as the charred flesh
burns my tongue and asphyxiates me.
I see you melt away.
You taste like the flames that scorch you
but I could never harm you.
Remember our younger days?
The fun we had together
and oh the evil tricks we played
on everyone around us.
I wish that this was just
another one of those games.
Mother always said we must be good
and not tempt the sharp edge of recklessness
or it would come back to bite us in the end.
I have been bitten and now a piece of me is missing.
We should have listened.
We were as captive as renegade snowflakes
drifting through the world,
slaying dragons and saving kittens.
But I could not always protect you, brother.
The hardest lesson I’ve ever learned is now.
The marshmallow lies peacefully
on a satin blanket
his face so pale, so swollen.
Tomorrow and ever after I shall journey alone.

Fairytale

When I was a girl
I dwelled in a world
of princes, white horses and gold
I lived so it seemed
in a world full of dreams
and the stories my mother once told.
There were diamonds and lace
such a magical place
that I tried to recapture in years
but those stories were void
no pain, only joy
and the princess I played cried real tears.
The men that you meet
aren't always so sweet
although charming sometimes for awhile
but you better beware,
yes, watch them with care
for intentions based deeper than smiles.
Sometimes gold turns to dust
like honor and trust
and you find that you're left all alone
once love has been planted
then taken for granted
you regret the seeds you have sewn.

Train

She runs, steady
Like a train slicing through the night
With a single light
And a lonely whistle
To signify her approach
Durable and plain
Feeling obsolete
Because nobody takes
The train anymore