Peddle to the medal


The wind began to blow through tightly woven curls.

Her mind laced with heavy thoughts that only time could erase.

Two souls wandered between eras of which ached for resolution.

Hands pressed firmly against beating temples to suppress the memories.

She smiled through glistening eyes as they traveled mountains high.

His hand held hers steady, but it wasn’t enough.

He watched as she tore herself apart.

Their bodies frozen in a world they couldn’t escape.

An honest heart


I awaken from yet another sleepless night.
My mind spinning is circles as the ends begin to unravel.
Today, my mind may be in a fog of unanswered thoughts—
I have to know just where we stand.
Is it in or out?
This door is not revolving, it isn’t what it seems.
This is not a dream within a dream,
Nor an illusion of what it once seemed.
I dig my heels in deeper as I see a lunge within my near future.
I can’t envision life without you, but life with you is a complication that I can’t seem to tame.
Your words seep past your lips and I begin to wonder what ‘if’
Is that a lie you begin to form as your nostrils flare with disbelief that don’t quite match your eyes?
You forget, I know you so well.
I know your body as if it were my own.
Don’t tell a lie with another lie.
I want the truth this time.