redpoet
Writing
Empty
As I lay here looking at empty walls painted by loneliness, I want to reach for a leaf and brush life into the frame. I‘ve been here before but never noticed that there are no pictures of smiles dec…
I am One
Who would have known that I would fall so fast? / I made it a point to cover myself in the wounds of my past. / To not trust and always hesitate with an air of despair / Don’t ask questions of me, y…
My friend?
In me you are, and I become you. Two bodies collide / With passion that trusts thru, with tomorrow but a faded glimpse / I see you now in my decadence. / Will you have me? I question my words that ha…
Signed Regret
Signed Regret Poem—prelude / I’m sitting here thinking about what was said. Loud as thunder the taken back words colored blue now red. I am left alone questioning her intent; I no longer have …
Talk to me
Talk to me, say the things I long to hear, I need you to touch me I’m strong but I do have fears. I need and I bleed emotionally for something more. I’m like the candle that has burned its wick, a…
Closed Wound
“Inspired by a friend” My wounds have scabbed over, I am set free / The words thrown no longer follow or haunt me / My mind now is free and clear I can finally breathe my own air / I â…
