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Birthday: 5/24/1985
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Sunday, November 01, 2009

i try to just
forget about it. don't
think about the
looming latter
days, the distance,
the fear. but in the
sweetest moments, i
feel the pull of
urgency stinging
at my throat. i
try to memorize the
warmth of his hand
on my leg as we drive
home, the back of his
neck underneath my
palms as i knead and
try to make things just
a little bit easier,
the way my pulse still
pounds so loud
every time i see him,
his strength and his
weakness, so loved and
so beautiful.
god help me remember
so i can survive.


Monday, October 19, 2009

i stumbled down the hall i made
welts on my skin till the pain was
just boring; i'm numb and i'm
tired and how the
hell did i end up here,
again?
and again.
and where is my
comfort? where is the
place i can make
some demands without
shrinking back
when will i become
my own instead of begging
to be owned by everyone
around me? i spread
myself too thin, yet i'm
too selfish for what
is needed. panic is
screaming somewhere
inside me, yet my breathing
is slow and wary.


Sunday, September 13, 2009

i used to feel the
weight of your doubt
like a second skin
every breath was sucked
through narrow
passageways of fear as i
whispered pleading
prayers into the night
air. now,
i'm still blinking rapidly
from the shock of living
in a grey world for
so long and suddenly
seeing color
for the first time.


Wednesday, August 19, 2009

when i fell asleep i
couldn't run anymore
so i wept all
night long in fits
of nightmares and
everything i fear played
out before me and i
honestly think i will
die if you go. when
you go. and i need
the answers:
if
when
how long
in order to string
together these cold
and barren
facts into
some kind of sharp
sword of comfort
so that my feeble
mind can make some
sense and somehow
cope with the
utterly terrifying.


Saturday, July 25, 2009

i drove into the city's
sunset and felt the
cold descend. despair settles
but how much of it
is you and how much
of it is my own and how can i
even separate the
two anymore? and what i
really wanted to reply to
your begging, what's wrong,
please talk to me, tell
me, why are you hiding?
was that i love you, capital
L Love. and i know i wasn't
supposed to. but you can't
blame me. and friendship
kills me and relationship
kills you, so which one of
us dies? so far it's me.
it's me.



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