A mother’s tears

Her tears were only paralyzed. Paralyzed emblems of hope. Hope that her suffering today Would wipe away your tears tomorrow. She missed  the sunset But found a full moon. Whose light was everything. Everything she loved about the sun. But then the darkness came And flying stars lit up the skies. Stars that granted wishes.

Forgotten tribe

What about this tribe? One of a mass of souls wandering Up and about in the cold Empty vessels made of gold Seeking the kind of strings Many take for granted That tribe whose “Knock and the door shall be opened to you” Is only but a verse in the Bible And what about that

Toxic pieces

Closed my eyes for just a second A whole lifestory flashed before me I saw you and all the pain you caused I saw me before I got shattered Too shattered that you must stay away Or else these pieces will break every last part of you. And who am I but a man to

INSOMNIA

I took a walk when my eyes failed to close In the darkness, I watched I watched as the liquor flew out of my hands. With a blow to the head I sent Jack Daniel flying into the moon That night with the moon and stars as my witnesses, I decided to live again. Solomon