(Poem) Forget

What ordered the fear
Compelled to obey
Under your watch?
Who took the reigns
When you turned help away
Held your own face?

Hey, he said
Remember? 

It’s like you don’t know
How you got here
Eight years later
A dream you woke in
Moving forward
But you don’t know where to

Remember? 

He looked at you and you smiled
Maybe it’s time to take a cue
From the uplifting lyrics
Playing in your heavy mind
Who’s to say there’s not
Another inception?
Maybe it’s time to wake up

Hey, remember? 

The sea breeze takes your hair back
Your hands pulled off your face
He was gentle and strong
Like you could ever forget

What? you asked

But you always knew
What he’d say
You just wanted to hear it

Remember

His words permeating your skin

You’re my girl 

Exhale.
And what if I can’t?

He grinned. Then you’ll try again 

How do you know?

Because you’re my girl 
And you, darling, 
Can do anything.  

(Poem) Collab

What defines our bounds and rules?
And who defines our domains?
Throw our hands and act like fools–
Or drag the chains that remain?
Show them all the careless dance,
And bring them to unchallenged grace.
Make it all more than happenstance;
Embrace the resonance of this place.

What defines our dreams and desires?
And who defines our path?
If only we could grasph the fires
Without the burn of flames’ sure wrath.
Display your wings as if you could fly
But on the way down, you better be sure
Take in the laughing, happy people walking by
All the things you wish you were.

What if we define our limits?
What if our hands are our chains?
Is it the mirrored face that inhibits?
Think these thoughts in the moments that remain.
Tell of the life without inhibitions,
And the person you had been before
Let go of the ghosts that make your decisions
So you can be someone even more.

The whispers of the past enrapt
And you feel sickly at ease
But all you end up, is trapped
With the empty unwarmth of a melancholy breeze.

(Poem) Broken Steps

Sorry I never told you
The words in my heart
All I wanted to say
Was strewn across years
I tried to pick them all up
To give them to you
But it was too late
They fell from my tiny hands

I thought there was time
I saw empty roads ahead
Turns out they’d be, indeed,
empty
To be traveled alone
And it was in those lonely days
I picked up those words
I held onto them

I thought you’d still need them
Wherever you were
But what use are unspoken words
Thrown backwards forming
A trail of silence

All these years I thought
Maybe if you heard them
You’d reappear in my dreams
Tell me something I needed
And in that moment I’d be different

But now, I think those words
Were not love sonnets
Or important declarations
Instead
They were waiting to be wisdom
So I could live a better life
Without you

The problem is
The passage of time
Has wasted away the lines
And I cannot remember
What I had wanted to say

I guess I just miss
Who I had been
When I was with you