• Poetry

    Goodbye

    We’re no good at hiding secrets

    This is one thing

    I can say for sure

    Is not worth keeping

     

    My mom’s already calling my bluff

    She can tell what’s up

    That’s just how it goes

    A mother always knows

    Right? 

     

    My friends tried to tell me

    That you would fail me

    And that you most certainly did

    But you also helped me

     

    I needed to grow up 

    Because I never showed up

    In the way I should have 

    In the ways I knew

    That what we were up to

    Was just no good

     

    Now your wife’s calling me 

    I think she suspects everything

    She knows I’m more than a peer

    What we feared

    It’s all finally here 

     

    I feel guilty

    Simply empty

    Your so-called love, our treachery

    Wasn’t enough to fulfill me

     

    I’ve got to let this go 

    Be on my own for a little while

    You know

    It’s been so long since I’ve seen myself smile

  • Poetry

    Rebekah

    You know my mother?

    She would tell me this story

    Of this woman in all of her glory

    Going ‘round town

    And wrecking havoc

    In every naysayer’s path

     

    She never cared

    Didn’t matter when or where

    She was gonna let you know

    She was a ballerina

    As a way of saying

    She knew how to put on a show

     

    They say extravagance 

    Is of the enemy 

    But that doesn’t matter, you see

    Because the real villain here

     

    Always was, always has been

    And always will be

    Those on the outside 

    Thinking they know what’s within 

     

    She’s standing on her tippy toes

    And watching as the world goes

    Because time stops for no one

    Neither does she

     

    She went by the rules of live and let die

    But not before you send your neighbor the best goodbye

    In the form of a cat dyed the color key lime

     

    They say extravagance 

    Is of the enemy 

    But that doesn’t matter, you see

    Because the real burden here

     

    Were those who chose to pretend

    They’ve never lived a day in sin 

    Thinking they know what’s within

  • Poetry

    Here I Am

    The light shines

    And I don’t know why

    It’s been a miserable night

    Yet here I am

     

    Wandering into your arms again

    Because for as much insecurity as I have

    You seem to want to be here

    You seem to want to hang near

    You seem to never have any fear

     

    I don’t get you, but I do

    Because I know me

    The imposter syndrome speaks

    But I make a breakthrough

    Because for as much insecurity as I have

    You feel right

    You feel real 

    You watch me as I heal

    Never going in for the unnecessary kill

     

    As I pick myself up

    The light shines

    And now I know why

    Yeah, It’s been a miserable night

    But here I am

    Standing one in one

    With you again

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