"Don't leave your problems for another old day; the snow falls harder when you look away."
The woeful tune echoed against the walls and into little Marie's heart. Marie gave in to the music and listened to the melody as it entranced her: bone by bone. With the fascinations of a wise woman thrice her age, Marie listened to every beat and note as if they were the last she would ever hear.
A Piece of Cake
I wish I would've told you how much I wished to tell you
I wish I would've asked you more questions,
wondered more about your past and your loves.
I wish I could stomach the foods we used to eat together,
the chocolate cake we shared every Thursday.
Wishes haven't yet freed me from the pain of two years
but I know your own flutter next to mine.
And each time I'm able to share a piece of cake,
my thoughts will always shift to you.
Life in a Book
Uncover new pages in a book:
tingle of a new beginning.
For a life different,
I open a new book.
A True Story I’ve Witnessed
"Are you the same religion as me?"
"No, but I..."
"Then you're a wicked woman."
Lying next to a heartbeat that beats for you
Morning kisses and
guilt that holds no cure.
It wasn’t perfect and
the pain outlived the feeble
amount of pleasure.
But the company was kind.
Leaning in, a kiss so tender and pure
My eyes sparkled once more:
Dreams can change
I did not realize how much this challenge would make me think.
My Dreams in the Abyss
Tired of throwing away my everythings for a lowly amount of nothings.
I stand in front of the Abyss,
the large hole of nothing that holds all my somethings.
A few years back I tossed my friendships-
my bondings that were once so tight
I tossed them into the Abyss.
Last year, I threw away my childhood dreams of singing
I was never good enough anyway.
The year before that, I chucked
my memories of joy.
Those were harder to throw away
But the Abyss was so tempting
Today, I linger at the opening,
afraid to heave a bundle again.
Yet in the end,
I throw myself into the Abyss.