One of the worst things is being sucked into a volcano

What’s worse is being in your own

The lava burns through your veins as it’s patience wanes

Ready to burst through every pore of your mountain esque skin

So it waits

And waits…


Till it reaches a boiling point of no return

Rocks spew out

Hitting everything in their path

An outpouring of fire

melting all that it covers

It doesn’t mean to cause destruction

Yet it does not know any better

You call it mean

But this is the nature of it’s being

You tried to warn the others

Trying to help them move to safety with your subtle cues

Nevertheless some just ignore them because they don’t understand it as well as you do

Retreating to shelter

But it’s force is too strong

It pulls you back in

No matter how strong you think you are

It starts to consume you

As you cry out in agony

It’s tyranny makes you feel like you have no purpose

You’re worthless in it’s ruthless eyes

Sinking deeper and deeper into the abyss

Realize you do have the power to overcome this

If you can look beyond the ashes and the depths of despair

Can you see the majestic bliss of what you call a nightmare?


The Heart of Home


This house does not feel like my home. Do not get me wrong. I am grateful for the roof over my head. However, there are things that are a dread. Bitter winter nights make this place feel more like an ice cave than an actual bungalow. With baseboard heat and poor insulation, it can be a challenge to find the warmth of a campfire that grows. So I turn to kerosene and space heaters. Which is better than no feature. In ways, these items make it feel a little cozy. Yet, a house is not a home when you are lonely. I am okay with being by myself. As long as I have my dogs, though. They are my ammo from my fearing ego. Let’s continue by weighing in on a certain time of year. When lights, decorations, peace, and love most appear. Christmastime will forever be my favorite holiday. I could illuminate my space with glowing bulbs and my special tree but it doesn’t have that same glee. To wake up alone, without the innocent child-like wonder is beastly. I do not know how much longer I will be here for. Right now, I’ll just go with the flow. Not knowing when the next five years will provide me with a new hello. Only question is, where is the place that I can call home?

If I Could


If I could

I would erase the miles between you and I

Lay my head against your chest

Listening to the heart that beats in rhythm with mine

I would obsess over the way you look into my eyes

And no longer fantasize

About you being next to me

I would digest every detail of what your hand looks like

Wrapped around your future wife’s, admirably

Words are communicated that have been left unsaid

While doubts are laid to rest with just one kiss to my forehead

I would sit in awe of you

Letting the moment sink in

As I let out one big sigh of relief

My soul renewed and filled with adrenaline

But the peace you bring, is more than I have ever known

What a contradiction

To have harmony within a cyclone

I would laugh at all your best jokes

Paying attention to what evokes your spirit to sing with joy

Even if I may annoy you from time to time

I would never be left behind

There would be days when we disagree

Though nothing could come between the love of you and me



Funny how you called me an Attention Whore

After so long of being ignored

Was I really that bad?

Depending on the person’s billboard

Was it really a bad thing?

What gives you the right to criticize me?

When you were not in my shoes

If you really think about it

You could be considered one too

When you drank

Being the center of attention is what you pursued

Amusing that you use that label

For someone who prefers to be to herself

Now it’s time to hold yourself accountable

Cause none of us want to be left on a shelf


Maybe I’m just bad at relationships

Or maybe people, do not know how to love

I have made up my mind

I am done 



I am content with being on my own

I accept that maybe I’m supposed to be alone 

In my thoughts

My space

But if the time comes where you walk in

I’ll be ready 

With open arms

Only if you mean 

No harm

Open Up to Me


I need to hear you say something


Just a hey or a hi

Start the conversation

All you have to do is try

Am I crazy to think that you would want someone like me?

We are on two different levels

From what I see

You are successful

I am still trying to get by

So you tell me

If this thing is real or a lie

Deep down

I can’t just let you go

But I am not desperate enough

To chase a shadow

I know

The fear of rejection can be hard

Believe me

I’ll show you a heart that is scarred

Yet, if you never move closer

We will never know

If a notion of love could grow

Leaving me to make a decision

Of possibly

No longer being in your vision

Dedicated to X-Lovers and So-Called Friends


My greatest revenge

is letting you see

I am okay

Without you

On my own


You may have left me on my knees

But you did not break me

I have taken the rain from my eyes

and made a thunderstorm from my tenacity

You were a lesson I had to learn

The heartbreak that once took me to the point of no return

Has left the old me to burn

Thank you for helping me to see what I want and need

For helping plant the seed

that will one day lead me to love that succeeds

D.B.L. (Dream Believe Love)


I am a dreamer

A believer

A lover

Not a fighter

I am not a schemer

And would rather give than to be the receiver

I dream of a time that will ignite and excite

When a light at the end of the tunnel will be in sight

I believe in the ability to feel free

In love and fate

That good things happen to those who wait

The power of an individual’s might

and that anything can be conquered if you just take flight

Demons Dancing


Playing with these demons, they’ve become my best friends

Dancing around all the parts of my head

Full of deceit and anger with no invitation to attend

Trying to make me lose my peace of mind is what they intend

I’ve given more of myself to people than I can defend

I just want to forget the world exists as I fall asleep in my own bed

After saving others for so long, who will come to my aid?

When I have needed them the most, they all go astray.

So I turn to the voices in my brain

The only ones who have stayed.