Was it still night?
There was no instant
way of knowing this.
Despair tried to sidle
in, cooing, “Look at all
you could have done.”
The fire in her eyes
teetered on giving in,
burning down to ruby
embers and cloudy ash.
A familiar pattern of
exhaustion was clear,
decaying at her lips.
An enthusiasm the
opposite of lovely.
She tried to stand
but there was a buckle
at her knees, keen
and windy. Sometimes
a word can’t be recalled
and it only acts as a game
within your consciousness.
Listening for clues, even cruel
extremities mixed in her thoughts–
she still hoped, but she found only
conversations spoken through poetry.
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It started with him
calling her beautiful, sexy
admiring her body
telling her how she fulfilled his fantasy
and so she thought it was love
then he started the insults
to get her to lose weight
to get her to change and form into
what he wanted
foolish girl fell for it
because she didn’t want to hurt him
didn’t know how to stand up on her own
thought it all comes with being in love
he then took it a bit further
wanted her to check in with him throughout the day
but never told her a word about what he was doing
only messaged her when he felt like it
but was furious when she did the same
she still stuck
she thought it was in the name of love
he never listened to her ideas, her thoughts
told her to stop making him sound dumb
so she stopped, she didn’t want to mess it up
she thought it was all love
and slowly she gave in to
every abuse he threw at her
into every game he played with her
slowly she was no longer herself
she was a fool
she was in a foolish love
a fake love
a toxin that killed her soul
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the surrounding clutter
fallen from mouths
dissipates into silence
lulled by the gaze of your eyes
fall into me deeply
whether others perceive
as it was inscribed
and sliced into my dermis
Peculiarly is of no consequence
and every consequence
You on my lips
I must have that one thing-
Spent so long following the beaten path
The one lit up with tales of the right way
But I’ve been on this path for years
And I’m nowhere near where I wanna be
So I’m gonna turn here and
Go down that dark trail
And let the fire in me light the way
Tempting me with the easy road
The one that’s been tried and true
But for me that just won’t do
I don’t wanna make it to the other side
With my dreams as the sacrifice
made me to be
Continue reading The Creator
Look at the sky
“It’s gray” you’ll say
Cloudy, I know,
but light still finds a way.
Why do you hide behind clouds of sadness
raining down your face,
letting the storm obscure your heart?
There’s more to you
than the pain you’re through
Just like the light that’s hidden away,
find your cracks to shine.
© Máh Lima
(Photo by Lionel Gustave on Unsplash)
A father’s words will shape
his son’s thoughts like clay.
You take a father away and
it’ll leave a young man handicapped.
See most of us are in rehab,
Continue reading The Chosen People
How bizarre it is to live on Earth.
How your life can flip in an instant.
How you think you have vision,
but your sight is actually muffled from sleep,
from believing that enough is all you deserve.
You remain blinded in a puddle of selling yourself short.
The illusion. The mysteries of our world.
The fine, near invisible line
that only some are lucky enough to notice and conquer.
Continue reading Waves, Until They Weren’t