January 13th, 2013 -- Posted in Poems | No Comments »

I have to find a place where I am safe.

It is not safe for me here, the walls close in, the air does not move,

and there is pain all around.


I have to find a place to heal and to breath.

To watch the fruit ripen, then burst out,

splitting their skins to give me life and hope.


I have to stand alone outside your words,

where my thoughts are simply my own

and your dark seducing voice can no longer be heard.