#orange octopus

If I could take off my head and my torso and my legs

and left them all

maybe it will hurt less 

If I could take out my heart and my brain and my lungs 

maybe they will all find a home somewhere else 

And leave

Destroying the idea of ‘me’ as they go

My dear,

You walk backwards into the future 

Not seeing ahead 

But worried for it 

Hopeful for it 

Each decision 

Each step 

You make or don’t make 

Leading you ultimately to your death 

And when you look ahead at your memories how will you find them?

Are they hidden under sorrowful shameful blankets

Do they blend in to each other, each day like each week like each year.

And when you ultimately sleep and never wake 

Was your future as hopeful as you thought or was each day like each week like each year?

Growing in the forest floor is a ring of plants

Flowers in a Circle, so be carful where you dance

For you know what they say

About that ring in the floor

If you step into it your days will be no more

You’ll summon a fae and they’ll make a deal

Don’t be a fool

They are Cunning

They don’t lie but that dose not make them honest

if you sea a fae don’t speak your name

only run

And keep running

Don’t be a fool and make a deal

In blood it will be sealed

The fae will trick you in the end

They conceal what they intend

And it’s highly probable you’ll end up dead

Trust me when I say there not just story’s

They had to come from somewhere

So if you see a ring of plants growing on the forest floor

Run, and keep running

I implore

As a poem my job is to capture the incoherent thoughts and feelings of the heart

But I’m not sure what to hold when the heart is so empty

When the brain is just static

When the ink is dry

Or the curser only blinks

On

Of

On

No words...

Just the blank empty page

Let me fall apart in your arms

let me melt into a puddle and blush

Tuck me in and kiss my forehead whispers promise and leave

But not without a trace

Let me hold you

Let me feel safe

And loved

Much unlike these cold sheets

I wanna cry but i can’t

I wanna feel but i’m Numb

I want to be but I also just want to melt into oblivion

I will be the back ground character that is just there

If I leave no one will notice

no one will care

And it will hurt but

I don’t want anyone to know I ever WAS