Part of the collective

I am only another sad soul,
Left behind to whither.
Yes, I have bones that now are frail,
My courage weak
Or just average like middle.

I am only another girl
Or maybe just a woman
That has gone inside herself.
But my heart is big and warm and good,
Inside ribs that are have turned brittle.

I am only just another… soul,
Maybe just lost among the others.
Because I have thoughts
I think are small,
But for some reason still matter.

a.l.c

**I believe we exist both for ourselves and for others, by others I mean all living things including our earth. All life is connected and important. No one star lights up the night sky alone. It can be easy in a busy, crowded world to feel small or insignificant, but we don’t realize how important we actually are individually in the collective/universal mind.

Trust

A soft trail of sweet nothings,
Just things we barely said.
A flower bed of somethings,
Only things we sort of did.
Behind a lens blurred out
Like stars,
We kiss on foreheads,
Before showing our scars.

a.l.c

Self-serving

I call you out,
Another guilt filled line…
For us both.
Between clenched teeth
Lies surface upon chapped lips,
Still sealed with regret
Neither of us should have.

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Man-made

A forest turned black
Beneath a blanket of ash
Evicts creatures from their homes.
While somewhere carelessly
Another human celebrates
Self-centeredness,
Lighting a fire of its own.

a.l.c

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Grayscale

Easy it is to write it in white,
Soothing to read,
A positive ray of light.
But you over look the truth,
When you refuse to accept
The dark and the shadows
And the black of the night.

Now here we sit,
Me and my blue,
Next to you and your yellow lies.
But it’s all laid out in front of us,
So clearly in black and white.

a.l.c

**There is always black and white, light and dark in everything. I believe it’s important to be able to see all sides in everything, without judgment. We search for light and happiness and we run away from things that make us feel any less because we have already decided feeling any other way is unacceptable and uncomfortable. For many, it’s easy to embrace the light and difficult to look in the shadows, often denying its existence for our own comfort. This makes us miss out on experiencing all the parts of our spiritual human experience. We miss out on connections with others because we are unable to truly understand them when we refuse to see through their eyes. Don’t be afraid to see all sides, don’t be afraid to feel.

Voiceless

I worry these words will fail me,
As feeling mute becomes familiar.
I bite my tongue more than not,
Only to hold on to every thought.
How vaguely, dense words become
When left to sit turning stale,
Thought to fade out
The way night dims from day.
Stories in my throat
Speak up into my brain,
Where I shove all my secrets
And stupid shit I never say.

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Labyrinth

Come with me
And you will see
A place called amie’s brain.
You’ll fall inside,
Then run and hide,
No shelter from the rain.

But come with me,
I promise you’ll see
A place that looks insane.
You’ll fall inside
Where you can’t hide,
Just to know my name.

-a.l.c

Luna

Stuck between fear and hope,
I look through shades too closed.
The sun does light up the sky,
But it will not light up your life
Unless you let it.

I hold my head up to the moon,
Eerie, but always silver tongued.
The one who said, “man in the moon,”
Must not have spent that much time
Just sitting, being, looking at you.
The comfort of human emotions,
The moon never discredits you.
In the dark of the night
She holds you with the stars…
She will still kiss your lips,
Even after seeing your scars.

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Haunted house 🏚

A pin drops in an empty room,
Spiders scatter like demons.

Another home painted bare,
Another black ghosts
Lonely, vacant stare.
A house that echoes,
But never talks…
Still, around every corner
Silent, secrets knock.
A mad house, some called it,
So it was condemned
too soon.

I had so much hope
That got lost
In that one safe room.

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Dipsomaniac

It turns into addiction
When you start to hurt yourself,
When one leads to another
And another leads to more.
I stand by and I watch you,
Your sadness brings out my pity,
But still I want to hold you,
I know this world is scary.
I also know that it’s a lie
When you say that you’re done,
Because when I turn my head away
I hear you pour another one.

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Reticent

You speak lies
Behind what you call
Honesty.

I tell the truth,
Hoping
You’ll know.

But so few words
May as well go
Unheard.

A voice muffled
by fear,
Is only words
Unspoken.

-a.l.c

Question everything

Desperately I cling to anything
These child sized hands can grasp.
The rain has poured in now and
Tries to drown us in our own tears,
Our faces sore from light, soft cloth
That has turned rough and heavy.
Behind duct taped mouths
We burn skin trying to speak.
I try to remind myself
Eyes can still smile, but do they
If mouths aren’t seen?
Only more to wonder,
But less to be seen.
The thinkers are the curious,
The truth seekers,
What could it all mean?

-a.l.c

Survival instinct

I feel the weight but it’s still not enough
To keep me down, I keep getting up.
Maybe these stones are only heavy
On the chest, yet meant to break bones,
But the heart is strong and hopeful,
So it keeps pumping blood…
It just wants to live,
But we call this love.

a.l.c

(Unconditional love is often misunderstood and overpowered by our subconscious survival instincts and our needs and fears.)

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Slice of life

A shattered mirror falls silently,
As dreams bleed deaths
Between fresh cut glass.

I carve new hopes
Into raw skin.

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Boreas and Zephyrus

Beneath bare feet ground rumbles,
As thunder roars a motion closer
With the coax of winds wise hand…

“I can only say this once,” he whisperers,
My eyes sting in his icy breath,
“Don’t let fear stop you cold,
The way that you’ve let me.
Though I might breathe chills like death,
Slowly spreading snow and sleep,
Other things live out there lurking…
They’ll trap you in and tie you up,
But only when you weep…
Only when your hope is gone
Because of fears deceit.”

Just like that he disappears,
Leaving words in echo.
Standing here with only tears,
Drip fears I’ll learn to let go.

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Diptera

I peel myself from the wall,
A fly with broken wings,
Limbs flinching in days recoil.
Like the sun in the sky,
I die out.

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Inarticulate

Another question put away for later
Only left to turn rancid behind cowards teeth,
Or an over protected heart.
A choice made to stay happy
In a clouded mind seems content
Through blind eyes,
And these hurtful answers
Seem nonexistent to deafened ears
When they may have never heard them,
While these thoughts live on as ghosts
As a scar on a slit tongue.

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Sinueux

Slipping away slow,
Salty tears stain cheeks,
Slick streaks of sadness
Sting skin known to scar.
Silent sins speak sounds softly,
Sweet sighs might be whimpers,
Saying secrets so sinlessly.
Swords stab with silver slices,
Singing surrender with each swing.
Stripped bare, scared senseless,
Standing still against strong wind.
Sinuous sky rains smothered souls,
Searching for safety or for sorrows,
Suspicious or sadistic, and
So-called synthetic
Silk that smells like serpentine.

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Foreshadow

Don’t go into the night carrying yellow roses,
Thick thorns pressed between finger tips
Like sharp shards of broken glass.
The pale blues of bruising lay within your skin,
A darkened sanctuary, a blanketed home of sadness.
Caress your wounds with patient hands,
Holding your sorrows, yellow petals fall at your feet.
Burning eyes, tears tell truth not lies.
Truth dripping, tragic stories like biting rain,
Beating heart like thunder in midnights sky.
(Lightening strikes)

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Fragmented Self

I sit with poisonous premises,
Promises becoming pestiferous.
Letting demons drown in darkness,
Dissolution divides differentia,
Breaking whole into broken.
At my feet I am scattered segments,
Slicing sinlessness with slander.
My subtle skin seeming a lie,
I count myself as one,
A thousand splits.

a.l.c