J Addiction

I exhale, “finally free”

This addict no longer needs his pain

I’ve found my jailor’s key

Time will allow me to forget the name

This moth is tired of the tortured fire

and the cold embraces you leave me

Walking the Gemini’s tightrope wire

I’m done with our toxicity



A Small Piece

The cold penetrating loneliness
Cunningly I hide
All the while losing my mind
Like screams lost in the wind
Reaching for a hero
My will fails in the end

Broken screen


Perhaps you shouldn’t call me out

None of the changes worked so far

My heart is being broken as you know well

Tangled in words you’re one to blame

Saying warm phrases while acting cold

Faking the feelings you’ve never hold

Bringing your tears like a deepen swarm

Yet everything is broken sticks to mobile screen

If I would ask will you marry me

Type press send off replying 

Unlike the adult you pretend to become

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The Haunting



The ghost of you still lingers

even though you’re not dead

That particular gift seems too kind

rather a constant haunting in my head


Every day your painful vision appears

Carved into my heart

as if penance is unending

a punishment to never part


Freedom, a luxury he refuses to grant

the sadness aches through

memories forcibly return

often making the betrayal renewed


Is this hell eternal

His way of never letting go

or is my bruised soul

merely reliving all it knows

His Departure

Sadness too dark

To peep into the light

suspecting validation of fears

Fingers in ears, eyes closed tight

Denial, a warm blanket

Holds the edges of sanity

I cling inside like a child

Clearing debris with lack of vanity

Holding the secret of oblivion

Blurred vision masked by a smile

Each step bogged in heavy

Trudging through life’s endless mile

The Closer

Things should end

Long before they break

Allowing the dreams

To stay alive, breathe

Facing reality is overrated

Letting the lie drag on

The smothering flames erupt

Once treasured mirrors crack

Glass injures us all

The façade no longer plausible

As the darkness sets in

Slowly it creeps

Extinguishing all flames

Leaving nothing but ashes

Of the long, lived dream

Flowing Spell

Caressing my skin like silk

Unwittingly setting me free

Taking with it my soul

I can breathe again

Enabling me to truly see

The crisp clean scent

Envelops me into its spell

Although the cold penetrates

I am numb to anything but joy

I revel in it so well

Lifting my hair and troubles

Reminding me who is in control

And where my place may be

The possibilities endless

It begins with me