even his pen was too shy
to say the choler words he felt,
afraid they’d awaken his dormant stones of pain.
so the words remained trapped inside the timid ink
of immearsurable emotions unanswered,
never to be written.
avp
even his pen was too shy
to say the choler words he felt,
afraid they’d awaken his dormant stones of pain.
so the words remained trapped inside the timid ink
of immearsurable emotions unanswered,
never to be written.
avp
held captive by terrorist lies,
they forced him
into taking faith in false thoughts
by drinking their poisoned words.
avp
when the world shakes you
and words hit like thunder,
let your soul be the whispering truth
to dust you off.
avp
sharing what was important to him
he noticed halfway through the conversation,
the crack in the wall where the light shined through
had gone dark.
so he changed the conversation
away from what his heart needed to express
and directed it back to the crack in the wall
where the light shined again.
avp
eating alone at the table,
the voices in his head were feeding him
aggressive spoonfuls of toxic choices,
so he’d choke on a bad decision.
avp
from a heart without a key
and a lock that deeply bleeds,
he was blamed for a life
he didn’t live …
and suffered the punishment for
sins he didn’t commit.
avp
don’t disturb my imagination,
it’s my way of saying
complicated things.
avp
his dad said,
don’t wear your emotions on your sleeves.
so he thought it would help him feel better
if he put on a tank top.
avp
he had things he never said out loud,
allowing them to remain inside and die,
afraid he’d lose
what would never be returned.
avp
judging eyes
don’t stand beside me
in the hallowed waters
AVP