Poetry

Open

~ hiraethphoenix

Here is who I am:
Fragile and broken,
Open, exposed,
Shredded at my seams.
My soul is blood soaked,
Sidetracked, shipwrecked
By my dreams.
It is not who I intend to be
(For long –
Just a temporary respite)
It is not who I was
(Forgotten –
A transparent light)
Here then is my truth:
Delicate, a porcelain cup.
Please hold it, preserve it
I will need it, as I climb
Step by step,
Up
And
Up.

Copyright Hiraeth 2015

Nothing

~ hiraethphoenix

The clock if it
Could speak
Would know the words to
Catch the tear
Straining down your cheek.
If only it could know,
Will us the strength
To get up, lay this down, go.
Instead your expectation
Heavy as lead,
You want my confirmation:
This, between us
Is dead:
And there is nothing,
I feel nothing;
I have nothing to offer;
Nothing comes to mind:
Nothing.
You attribute it to cruelty,
Punishment for unmentioned
Crimes.
And there is nothing,
Just
Like
When
I begged, pleaded for change,
Compromise, something more,
Anything more,
You shrugged it off,
Passed it off as:
Nothing.

Copyright Hiraeth 2015

Love conquers all (sometimes)

~ hiraethphoenix

If I just love him enough
And show it
He will change, empower, raise
Himself from the ashes
He will prove all the naysayers wrong;
My love will inspire him
To become the man I know
He can be, was meant to be,
The one I need him to be.
If I just love him enough
And prove it
He will get help, be stable, put his
Demons to death;
He will valiantly slay them for me
Giving us a fairytale ending
Forever entwined, as meant to be
(open your eyes, open now to see
sometimes love does not conquer
save yourself, set him free).

Copyright Hiraeth 2015