Addict

Injecting words into my veins
So I can feel alive again
Give me all your rippling pain
Your loss
Your bitterness
Your shame
Give me grief
I’ll show the same

Let me feel the dark you hide
When it creeps
From deep inside
Let me see your cracks
Your tears
Show me all the scars you bear
Share the blackened
Burned remains
Of the heart
You hold to blame

Give me
What you cannot stand
Feel me
Reaching for your hand

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Silently sends spores
Creeping from unloved corners
Darkness to be cleansed

Needled

I scratched you deep into my skin,
Felt the blood as I soaked you in,
From the memories I hold within
You’re leaking out; the mirror stings.

Dreams

Once again, within a dream,
Upon a street you’ve never seen
I saw your face and heard your voice
I took your hand (I had no choice).

There, into weary eyes I looked,
And read your story like a book,
Though sections still remain unclear,
Yet all I want; to hold you near.

Poppy Field

Walking through the fields
Of frail poppies
Sown in sorrow
From broken
Promises
Fragments
Found
Soaked
In blood
Placed
In the ground
That we might walk
In fields of sorrows
And see the poppies in a different light.