Choices

What makes you?
What breaks you?
What builds you?
Is it the truth
or the dissolution of lies
you no longer desire to hide?
Now, I am a shattered woman
made whole
through broken pieces
glued together with
Elmers and hope.
Before, I was the girl
lost in the tall trees of
self hate
trying to negotiate
with other people's opinions
of my soul.
Now, I teach the youth
the truth
that choices
make you
break you
build you
not the untrue
gossip that drips
from someone else's lips.
A single moment can
alter the sands of history
and make opinions of you falter.
Waver like the flame dances
Looking for second chances
with the dark.
But the choices of tomorrow
can snuff out the
Voices of yesterday.

Onomatopoeia

I wrote my hopes and dreams 

On the skin of a balloon

Frail and thin 

Thinking it would make me fly 

So I pinned it to my chest 

And watched it pop. 

Heartbreaker

I've lived and loved and broken hearts

Shredded souls into torn little parts 

I've made promises I knew I couldn't keep 

Launching people's hopes into the deep

Knowing the truth in the vast emptiness 

Knowing the lie in each faded promise

My intent wasn't to bring such pain

But the road to Hell was paved the same

I've felt shame and hate and rage

Been the trapped bird shut in the cage

I've looked at myself and felt only spite

Giving up without so much as a fight

I've fought bloodied and bruised 

Been chewed up, beaten, and used 

Yet I do to others as I've had done to me

Asking for eyes but refusing to see

Lonely Throne

What takes years to grow

Takes moments to burn 

The gift of my affection

Always takes a dreadful turn

Their hearts the frail egg

That sat on the wall

My love the gravity 

Forcing their fall 

There's a reason I lay

In this place all alone 

Because on their broken hopes

Is where I've built my throne 

Depression’s Wheel of Thought

people always wanting change

people always refusing to grow

life became a series of blinding Highs 

and a series of binding lows

we can’t help but feel Shock

when the world lets us down

every moment of air

reminds us how quickly we drown 

smiling children’s faces

get Lost in the night 

the stinky stench of suffering

won’t leave without a fight

kindred spirits chip apart

eroded by the dripping waters of time

things once seemingly Pure

clouded by doubt’s enviable grime 

Love becomes lost 

in the broken bits of emptiness

No matter how hard we seek the light

we get swallowed by darkness

we hold on to the frailty of Hope

praying this time it won’t let go

But deep down we are too aware

that it left us long long ago