Machseh(Refuge)

As the tides rise And my fears with it My eyes search for the shore Looking wildly for arms made with clay As the waves billow You test the limits of my trust And ask me to come to You With steps barely a whisper, I crawl The ground quakes Disintegrating into a million pieces…

heartstrings

my mind is a hollow mess of a thousand echoes bouncing off the walls of my heart they whisper to me in loud voices preying on labile feelings and desires my gaze rests upon glitters and sparkles with eyes like lust, I stare coveting the things I cannot have and the days long gone this…