Thursday, April 30, 2009

Giggles.


I swing the bathroom door open. The cool air behind sends a slight chill across my back. I learn against the sink and look at my hair in the mirror. A quiet hum of an unrecognizable tune pours out of one of the stalls. The stall door opens. I slowly turn around, adjust my shirt, and notice her bare feet. She glances at me and her porcelein blue eyes meet mine. She smiles and then looks away. I turn back to the mirror and pull my hair out of my face as I hear her walk close to the mirror. I look up as she continues to hum and smile to herself in the mirror. She tugs at her thick blonde hair and a tear rolls down her cheek. She looks down for a moment. As I start to walk towards her she immediately stops her tune. I stop and she continues the melody. I pretend not to pay attention as she turns sideways and pulls her cotton shirt slightly above her ribs. She drags her finger sharply across her flat stomach. Another tear rolls down her cheek as she looks at me and giggles. I break eye contact as I feel my face growing warm. She looks in my directions. Out of the corner of my eyes I see her pull down her shirt and turn in a circle. I look up. She giggles. I turn to leave as she grabes my arm and pulls me tightly into a hug. I hug this beautiful stranger and her her beautiful melody in my ear. I let go and I can feel her arms shaking. I look her directly in the eye, smile, and walk away. The door closes behind me as I feel my eyes grow moist. I hear her giggle.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Pathetic.

Endless tale of how all comes to one,
He cries out for empathy ending with none.
Beautiful girl on his arm and another in his mind
With his make believe life and the story behind.
Dreams of chaos fantasize his thoughts
Of desperate calls and pathetic plots.

Trying to bring pity only bringing disgust
From those who are the only he can trust.
Pushing away with every last cry
With his false claims of pleasing to die.
No more again will either take
In obsessing in his unjust sanity's sake.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Forever.



The word "forever" escapes his lips
As if to be in simplicity,
As if to hold meaning.

Where is meaning in a vague word?
A word with no value.
A word being proven otherwise.

Only a second away
I can see this beautiful place;
I see my forever.

He is not there.
Never will he be.
He is not my forever.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Rooftop.


Rooftop,
You tell quite the story.

Laying upon you, beneath my stars.
I wish to beleive that every star hides a truth,
And every truth masks an unbearable lie.

And beyond that, there is this blanket of darkness
Coating the gentle unknown;
Into the midnight sky.

I feel your shingles loosen,
As my bare foot begins to slip.
I know my star will catch me.

Rooftop,
You tell quite the story.