Nightlight

hearing
street cars
passing by.
lights of
Frisco
are twinkling in the night.
wondering
if I'll
wake up from this life,
as I try to fall asleep.

sideshow
memories
flashing by.
was it
worth the
ache I have inside?
too long
since I
felt like I belonged
here.

"it's the struggle that creates us,
you just have to persevere."
that's got to be the
last thing
I wanna hear.
trying isn't easy
for everyone.
I know that crying's not an option,
it can't help you
overcome.
but when you're stuck
inside your head,
and feeling like
the next step you'll take
is off a ledge....

Confessions, regressions, and indiscrections *poem*

so unsure
need to know
need to grow
and to learn

hold it together
dirty seats
and foggy windows
hazy bus ride home
--
way back when
blends into now
a different love
the same somehow

the old mistakes
the same routine
break a heart
and save a life
is it worth living?

somebody tell me

love me
don't
love me
do
nothing is real
no one is true
--
affection
is a reflection
of doubt
and misdirection

pretty words
mean nothing
when not applied
justly

where is the freedom
of expression?
hypocrisy
guides this dissension
on both sides

how does it feel?
cloak and dagger
who can defend against
a poets passive sword?