"Yesterday Gone"

I bury my face deep within the palms of my hands

Filling them with tears...

Sometimes its not how or why things happened

The fact that they happened at all is bad enough...

Some memories are not simply just in our heads

Some you can remember so clearly

Because you can feel them physically ache within you with every waking breath...

Why is the reflection in the mirror-for some-never what they see?

And that its so easily forgotten that the courage and strength we need is already held within our hearts?

But when doubt and darkness take hold

Its a deep embrace not so quickly broken

Regret becomes the haunting ghost you cannot control

And existence can only be gained by living...

Making it the common understanding that you shouldn't have to kill yourself this much to live...

But as you cut the words, “I'm sorry” into your arm...

It spills out all the secrets of your life...

We who remain

Fall short on words, actions, or reasons...

And bare the hardest part

Anger...

Sadness...

Grief...

And forgiveness...

Leaving only tiny pieces of the larger things that use-to-be

And like all yesterdays gone

You where here with us...

Now, you are gone too.

© 2016

"My Last Confession..."

Your actions cause me to utter the cruelest words that I've ever spoken...

Angry is the heart that has had its love broken...

Tainted are the memories made

Turned away are the eyes that once looked so fondly

For your actions done

Have tattooed finger print stains upon my skin

I use to believe in you the way you did in me...

Caring..

Loving...

True...

Dark now is the light that once shone bright

Changed is everything

What came to be...

Is now use-to-be...

Memories to be soon forgotten

As I let these moments pass

Settling my racing heart

I catch my breath

Making this my last confession made

Above all else...

Let the truth of the matter be known...

From this day forward

And every moment after this

You will fail to inspire anything of any worth...

Anymore.

© 2016

"Lines Of Release"

Some of these moments that follow

Are those in life rather passed by

We struggle to find those things lost

Or have yet to come to be...

And I find myself here

Hit with the steadily growing realization that I have led myself a stray

I've been walking in the wrong direction...

All this time I thought I was moving towards affection

Only to discover you are not the reason why my eyes search so intently

The colour has faded...

The tide has changed...

What once came to be seems like a distant memory...

The words that fill these lines are my final goodbye

For I no longer see myself reflected within you

Sometimes you reach that point in time with another being...

Where the lines of life blur

Either your paths continue to connect...

Reflect...

Or disconnect...

©2016

"To Moments Passed"

The hardest part of letting go...

Is moving on...

But when you reach the end of the road

And there is no where else to go

A new path must be forged

We can never write all the wrongs done...

We must find peace within the act of leaving it behind us

Where it belongs...

Forgiveness may not be able to change the past

But it certainly can change the future

Courage and strength is needed to know the difference

Our actions and words are just that

Ours...

Claim it...

Own it...

Take blame or reward with the same stride

There is no greater act given to another than validation

Or acknowledgment...

Be the change sought

Plant it...

Let it grow

Because in the end

Truth reveals all

And so does actions taken

There is hope with life in every breath

You just might find happiness when you find yourself changed...

Dawn will break the darkness that has fallen

Time moves on

To moments passed

Standing in the light we become free

By picking ourselves up

Dusting off the dirt

And carrying on living.

© 2016