Star gazer

We keep slipping further.
My body feels pain no longer.
A little liquid courage for the road.
We cross into the depth of the outer worlds of my mind.
You don’t need to bother.
I don’t need to breathe.
We will keep gliding further into the sea.
Tides rising only to fall over us as we gaze up at the stars.
They shine so bright; almost felt it this time.
I’m numb to the touch.
I can’t seem to see.
Blinded by the current that takes over us.
It runs its fingers through my hair, tugging softly.
You don’t need to bother.
My heart beats no longer.
The lights go out as our souls become one.
We’ve become the memories forever imprinted within history.

The broken

I lay here just for a little while—
The room has ceased to spin and my mind boggles yet again.
I’m trapped inside myself with my heart beating outside my chest.
These walls are caving in and my mind fluctuates between reality and fantasy.
I can’t shake the memories—
Each vision of my surrender is like a thousand tiny blades into my back.
The pleas for peace in my broken voice and the tears of joy when the war was over were spoken in nothing more than a mere whisper.
The emotions resurfaced as the life inside me faded in and out of consciousness.
The little flicker of hope barely in existence and yet it’s clung to so dearly.
A small tremble escapes me during the aftermath and I’m forced to look up.
There is no god here, no one up there above the clouds to watch over those who can’t defend themselves.
The reinforcements are here, freeing me from this cell where I’ve served nearly two life terms.
I may be free to leave, but the bracelet attached to my ankle tells me they will always know where I am.
What is freedom if it comes with limits?
Is anyone ever really free to live?

A stranger’s eyes

I tossed and turned all night.
My heart nearly leapt through my chest as my mind spun me senseless.
Your words replayed over and over again as I tried to forget them.
My heart is heavy today as I remembered what was and could have been.
As the sweat trickled down my forehead I perceived you for who you once were.
Happy and unafraid, yet now as I gazed into the eyes of a familiar stranger, confusion washed over me.
The overwhelming sensation was like Novocaine and I felt nothing.
Happy pictures began to surface as the strangers baring their teeth stared back at me.
A heart once filled with hope now reeked of blackened deceit.
I’m wounded, but not weak.
A cat always lands on its feet.