Breathing Memories

Now you’re gone,People keep on telling meThere are many more fish in the sea!You deserve a man who treats you right!He is sat out there somewhere,Waiting for you,Go find him! Have fun! I appreciate the thought butNo thank you. For now,I want to sit on the benchOutside the train stationWhere I first held youAnd sit

Pinch Me PTSD

I learned never to leave the trodden pathBy walking into a wasp nest.For the 150 wasps that attacked me,Surprisingly, it didn’t hurt that much.Each sting didn’t hurt more than a pinch.But I suppose trauma sometimes doesn’t careAbout how much it hurt in the first place.When you re-live the helpless fear of running through a forestLike

The Unwilling Ghost of Your Ex-Lover

I do not linger in your room at 4 am on purpose.I wish you could sleep through the nightWithout the lamp of my eyesPiercing through your mind.I wish you could sleep in your bedWithout tingles along your spine. But my ghost can’t leave. When we fell in love, our souls recognized each otherLike a squirrel

Long Lost Lyrics

Isn’t it incredibleWhen lyrics you haven’t remembered in yearsRise to your lips once moreLike a prayer written on your soulIn the ink of the ice cream your mother wiped off your 12-year-old face?The beat flows through your veinsTo restart your heart with an infectious joltDefying the monotonous repetition of life.It returns your broken identity to

Blitz Corona

You are being asked to turn of the light,Grab the rope and pull the chain,To willingly plunge yourself into darknessAnd change your entire life. You don’t know when the light will turn back on.For some, they will not see the light again.You may not see the light again.Even if you do,By the time its back