Category: Shorts

He calls me darkness 

But he doesn’t know that to me, he is the moon 

And oh how I love the moon 

~l m d

Many have compared the pull of two souls to the moon and the sea 

Long ago we lived in summer,

but now in the chill of winter we are dying

~l m d

On perfectly pointed toes I dance around the landmines that you planted for my unsuspecting soul

But even the most delicate steps can’t save you when the ground that was once secure falls from under your feet…

~l m d

I lie numb and bleeding, 
Staring at the streaks of light that cross the pale and popcorn sky.
Aching but empty, there is nothing but half opened eyes and staggered breaths.
So I lie, and I wait.
There is no certainty here and no clarity that shines through the fog of my mind. 
Just me and the empty air that straggles me.
Slower are the breathes, and darker does it all become…

~ l m d

I stood completely broken, gathered the pieces of myself around me, and tied it all in tight.

But, now I feel you pulling at the string.

~ l m d

Fog falls heavy on the 95.

Street lights gleaming orange light that creeps to every edge of the bleak sky.

The world is on fire.

Roads lay vacant, air seems still, but just below burns a fire.

Reservations can not withstand the fury that is coming.

~l m d

All is quiet in the world around,

but inside my head is a mad house…

~l m d

Stephen Chbosky once wrote, “we accept the love we think we deserve.”

Had I not been so brutally honest with myself I may have tried to argue with him, but I can not. I have exclusively chosen broken, one-sided, and abusive love.

I want to do better, but it’s hard to assert your value when you’ve never really felt worth anything.

~l m d

She was headstrong, but she became passive.
She was bright, but she was dulled.
She had a fire that became a smolder.
She was quiet but she was screaming to be heard.
She was the best of everything, but she fell in love with a boy who made her everything she wasn’t…

~ l m d