Invisible Devil or P

Put it to your lips,

frown,

and put it down

Pick it back up,

say ah,

and swallow it down

Purchase another one,

because,

it tasted that good

Play with the spot left on the plate,

open wide,

and gulp with shame

Poison to the insides,

ambrosia from without

a life giver

Promise not to have,

another

but those are tired words

Purchase one dead tree,

put pen to end

and give up hope

Persevere with convictions,

found

but so easily forgotten

Painstaking ritual,

for days

until it all fades

Pacify one last craving,

everyday

until it just stays

Peacefully throw a tantrum,

quietly

because it doesn't involve 'me'

Pace from one end,

to the other

Trying to find a way out

With. Every. Step.

With. Every. Step.

Promise the

Pavement

Penance

With. Every. Step.

Trudge along

This day's

Sore back, and

With. Every. Step.

Tell of your

Frustration

With those feet

With. Every. Step.

Keep moving

Forward and

Forthwith

With. Every. Step.

Keep the unbearable

Heat, locked

In your feet

With. Every. Step.

Forget that

Someone

Is watching

With. Every. Step.

Stop caring

Who

Is watching

With. Every. Step.

Keep

Persevering

Onward:: with every step.

Fancy Glass of Life

Happiness on the rocks

Sadness blended cruelly

Poured together

In the fancy glass of life

A tiny umbrella

The protective shield of apathy

Pretty presentation of the

Fancy glass of life

Shatter the glass

Let the ice fall on the floor

Clean up the fallen sadness

With the mop of consternation

Leave the happiness melting

Leave the false shade of apathy

Ignore the shards

Of the fancy glass of life

Move forward

Uninhibited

Move forward into a morning

Free of this constraining cocktail

Us

Noise

Then silence

Buffered

Then echoed

Surrounded

Then lost

Breathing

Then choking

Dancing

Then limping

Fulfilled

Then aching

Supported

Then broken

Remembered

Then forgotten

Joyous

Then devastated

Us

Then me

Atop a Mountain

Standing tall

On one high mountain

Looking at the path from whence she came

It suddenly dawn's

'I have to climb down'

How do you descend

Such perfect places

Without becoming

Weighed down

With the dirt and the hurt

That made you arise

On aching feet

Yet leave with

Clean and gloriously light

Shoulders

That proclaim the story

Of what is used to be

And how it is

Now

And yet the question remains

'Will it stay?'

Newfound Newness

There is newfound

Calm

Circling the room

A newfound

Peace

An ever growing serenity

Healing balm covers the

Burns

That just stopped smoldering

Oil saturates the forehead

Of one penitent

And peaceful sinner

Colors of newfound

Hope

Spew across the room

Dances of re-energized feet

Cover the hard wood

And blend into the end

Raising Up

Raising up

Blackened hands

She screams at the silence

And stifles the words

Raising up

Crimson hands

She flee's from the agony

And stifles the words

Raising up

Blue bruised hands

She shouts into her head

And finally lets out the words

Raising up

White hands of newfound purity

She feels at peace

And continues the conversation

That has patiently waited