Poems

Alone

Sometimes, alone at night, I can’t help but hold on to my phone

wishing someone would call or text or reach out

wishing I had someone to call or text or reach out to

someone that understood

 

Other times I go out between dusk and dawn and wander around

when the town sleeps and I’m alone in the streets.

I can’t help but feel free…

 

If only for a little bit.

Poems

Help

I reach out just to back out.
The sun’s out but it’s dark out.
I wanna drink ’till I black out.
Not thinking, it’s like whiteout.
So I smile out with my teeth out.
And I joke about my life now.

But, God damn, I need a time out.

Poems

Cleaning Out My Closet

I promised to be open with you
my closest friend
this runaway blog.

So here goes
cleaning out my closet
’cause I promised to be honest

Some things I can’t say
Some things will stay locked away
forgotten
or almost until something reminds me
or I get home or
when I’m all alone
and it comes back like a thief in the night and
I can’t sleep and
I can’t eat and
I can’t breath and
I can’t think and

I just wish I could

Poems

The Train

The train rumbles, the drunk stumble, the suits mumble and grumble away.
The sights are of city lights that drown out city lights
But there’s nothing quite like it.

A hundred people headed direction.
Not knowing how close to close connection we are

The train rumbles, the drunk stumble, the suits mumble and grumble away.
The sights are of city lights that drown out city lights
But there’s nothing quite like