Category Archives: Brist

Beauty in a Blade

*Disclaimer: cutting is a serious health issue. Please, if you or someone you know is cutting contact your health care providers and/or the suicide prevention hotline at 1-800-273-8255 for help. Take care of yourself and the ones you love. I cut … Continue reading

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Just Love Me

I kept telling you to Just love me. It was the best advice I could give And the one piece of advice you didn’t take Just love me! Just love me! I would say Softly Repetitively Loudly Boldly With no … Continue reading

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Starting Over, Again

No point in lying I miss you But the missing is not as you think it is I miss the you from the beginning The optimistic you The hopeful you The supportive you The you that loved me before you … Continue reading

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The LEEP

I don’t need you And you don’t need me What does a relationship like that look like? One where no one is needed but wanted That day, however, I did need you Mentally Emotionally Physically I was waiting for you … Continue reading

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Nightmare

It was happening to you But I was feeling the pain Blood everywhere Flesh in your chest blown wide open Eye contact locked You screaming “Heather, it hurts!” Staring Stunned I stooped next to you pressing my hands into a … Continue reading

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To The Night

I’m scared to ask (for it’s after the fact) So instead I lean on the conversation Of poetic obscurity A faint memory exists in the depths of my brain A place where the perception may almost Stand in as a … Continue reading

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Question:

How do I meet people that will lead me to you? Two years ago The idea of you arose in my mind I grappled with the acceptance of your presence materializing Your spirit hovered over me As an irritant And … Continue reading

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What’s Missing?

What’s missing? What could you possibly have left unsaid? Books are still being published under your name 20 plus years after your death Yet, I believe your mind constantly itches to say more More vulgarity? More sexuality? Or is it … Continue reading

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Sometimes, Most Times

Sometimes Most times Change is just chance Stick yourself out there and you come back Bruised, battered, and broken But not dead Never dead Because even though Death serves its own beauty upon my head I’m not done I’m not … Continue reading

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This is Your Choice

This is your choice The person you become from here The crutches you clung to so tightly Are no longer Whether you believe it or not The removal activated because you were/are ready Prepared in every way accessible The final … Continue reading

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