Fear
is a
bare
branch
growing outside
my window.

I am afraid
to be alone.
Without leaves
to shelter me,
I shiver in the dark.

It is night
and I wonder
What creatures lurk
Outside.
Is the boogie-man
hiding in the shadows?

Will the sun rise
Once it seems to have set
For the very last time
in the dead of Winter?

Will spring be coming
Growing leaves
that will accompany me
While I hopscotch?

I am afraid to stop writing
To stop thinking
To pull down my shade
and leave the bare branch
on the lone tree in the yard
Deserted.

Speachless

I believe my point just waltzed out.
Along with paper airplanes
And secret thoughts
It has avoided recapture.

Open mouthed
With no words to describe my loss
All I can be is silent
I don't have a reason to speak.

Treason, a Personal Felony

Here, take my heart
And for what in exchange?
Oh nothing
Just keep it safe,
Lock it up,
Do what you please,
But don't give it back to me.
For, I know if I hold onto it
I'll stab it in an act of betrayal
And I don't want that blood
On my hands

Sweet Dreams

Place your head upon my comfort
I will cast my magic
Lifting worries above the
Loftly rafters
Only pleasant thoughts
Will transpire tonight

Color Out the Sadness

The girl contemplates the mirror,
Or rather
She sees what she chooses to know.

Green grass and hayfield eyes
A nose spattered with freckles
A mouth

There is no light to her life.
She contemplates her shadows.

On goes foundation,
Gone goes her youth.
Brush on blush, eyeshadow, liner, mascara
Where did her innocence go?

Her pungent red lips bear a smile.
The girl's glittered eyes sparkle,
But doesn't she know
After the partying is through
As the makeup washes off
There the sadness will remain?