Monday, January 23, 2006

Words

You
Confront
Me
The harsh tone
of your words
liquid nitrogen
freezing my thoughts
my words inside me
behind a dam of ice
Words void of meaning
trickle out
if anything at all
you have struck me silent
again
If you think that I'm lying
its because I am
If you think that I am hiding
behind this facade
its because I am
You can't seem to see
that those words you have
frozen up inside of me
are now too big
and too sharp
to come out

Monday, January 16, 2006

on past mistakes

living out in the cold
has made me pale
and weak
bleeding my heart out
on the pure snow
and I have darkened
my neighbors yard again
with a terrible
oily
red
stain-
snow that you wish
would just melt
away
and stop mucking up
the view