Free Verse

Broken

Jealousy burned through his veins,

Ripping him to shreds as her teeth sunk deeper,

Tearing into his ripe, red flesh.

A stream of hurt wept from his wound, 

Crying out for what once was built between them.

But no words could be said to soak her mistrust,

No amount of regret could stitch his sullen scar, 

No apology would rebuild the broken pieces belonging to his 

Heart.

 

Haiku

Burns

Acid rain falling,

Dripping slowly down my skin,

Sinking in my pores.

 

Tanka

 

 

Mother

“I do not want you.”

She said oh so sincerely .

I saw in her eyes,

She meant it with all her heart,

I felt myself break within.

 

Rhyming

Relief

A weight off my shoulders been taken

My back is no longer breaking

All my stress is finally gone

I’m a brand new person in the making

One day, maybe you can be like me 

One day, maybe you’ll see

I’ve finally learned to move on 

And that is how it should be

 

Lyric

 

Goodbyes

I’m dripping off a balcony a million miles away.

I’m sitting here on the edge and I can’t seem to stay.

Oh, I need you somehow but you’re nowhere to be found,

And I worry now that you’ll never be, hmm.

There’s nothing left for me here, I’m all that I’ve got.

And the knife digs just a little more deep because I know that I’m not.

 

Oh, so why now, why keep trying?

Why should I keep going when I should be flying hmm?

What did you expect from me stuck in the state I’m in?

No need for any concern it’ll all be over quick.

There’s nothing left but consequence for the things I’ve done.

No, I can’t go back or change the past so there’s no battle to be won.

 

What actions do I take from here,

When my head has nothing but fear?

I need some guidance, anyone,

I’ve been left alone with nowhere to run.

I’m a trapped soul, lost about,

Is anybody around to help me out?

 

Oh, so why now, why keep trying?

Why should I keep going when I should be flying hmm?

What did you expect from me stuck in the state I’m in?

No need for any concern it’ll all be over quick.

There’s nothing left but consequence for the things I’ve done.

No, I can’t go back or change the past so there’s no battle to be won.

 

I hope one day I’ll patch everything up,

And I’ll finally see the half full cup,

Be optimistic, looking ahead,

Not waking up, drowned in dread.

I’ve got some stitches needing to be sewed 

Before I see this “light” at the end of the road.