Bourbon_Psalms

She Looked Up I said it was just blue just space but she stood barefoot staring and grinning like it meant something. then the sky turned pink the clouds froze the sun held still like it knew her name. And for the first time I believed the sky might actually be watching her.

They were having too much fun up there. The surface dwellers, their laughter skipping like stones across the water. Down here in the deep, all I can do is watch their ripples fade. 1/2

it is what it is -- I fucking hate this line.

being alive is breaking rules you never wrote laughing too loud at your own mistakes painting outside the lines with colors no one named it’s crying in the grocery store and dancing in empty parking lots letting the world misunderstand you and loving yourself anyway

when nothing else would poetry came when the walls got close and the pills got loud. not to save me, she's not that kind of hero, but to mark the way out with a flicker. kind of a match in the mine shaft. you didn’t beg me to live. no warmth no comfort just a place to set the…

The One Who Loved the Ocean (me). he never said why. just sat with it, like a man beside an old friend who didn’t need to speak. the tide knew him. carried his weight, took his secrets, gave nothing back but quiet. he asked for no heaven, just a place near water where the waves…

Hunger isn’t an inevitable fate It’s the result of neglect, injustice, and deliberate choices.. In a world fully capable of feeding every soul a hungry child isn’t a failure of agriculture it’s a failure of conscience And the longer we treat hunger as “INEVITABLE ” the more…

They told me time heals But they never said what it leaves in place of the wound

I must have dreamt of sailboats because my bedsheets looked like the ocean twisted around my naked flesh while I drowned in desire for the silence found beneath the waves.

You’re not A day I lived.. You’re the life that lives in me

I will tell you thoughtfully carefully choosing each word Seated deep in autumn’s golden embrace I’ll speak Bathed in sky’s tender hues I’ll confess not only in words.. but in hands that never let go.

Spent i wrote like it mattered. like the fire would never fade, like pain could be mined forever. but now the room is quiet. the page stares back and the matchbox is empty. peace is an unfamiliar silence. no screaming to drown out, no reason to run. so I unclench. I want what I…

Goodness they talk about it like it’s a currency like it stacks up like it buys you something at the end. they sell it in churches and write it on gravestones like it means something. but it won’t keep you warm and it sure as hell won’t keep you alive.

The compass in my palm twirls in quiet hysteria above me, stars twinkle with knowing mischief like they know… how I’d give anything to be a folded relic a map pressed between antique pages of your book found only when your longing drifts into reading

Still she gripped me like the world was ending and she needed proof it ever began. tight. not just her, but the way she looked up when i pushed in like pain and want were the same language. i came like i was being stolen from and left empty in the best way. hours later my cock…

Ten Count i lace up. same gloves, same ring. just me and the bastard behind my eyes. no jabs. just memories thrown full force. the girl leaving. dad forgetting. regrets folding into a noose. i swing. miss. reach for the page. he cracks my ribs with want, shame, grief, names i…

worth it some days you don’t want to get out of the chair. the world’s loud and full of liars. but then a song you forgot knows exactly where to cut or a kid on the sidewalk laughs like nothing's broken and you think maybe it’s not all bad. not good but not all bad, and that’s…

A diamond carved In lush and dirt Held in bloom So wild it hurts Lines etched clean Precise and proud Amid the riot Petals shout A circle still An altar bare Where power meets The silent air Strength held tight At nature’s hem Wildflowers watching What was built for them