Concealed Emotions

Dressed in all black
like an assassin
I blend in with my
dark thoughts
stealth and agility
a master of suppression
you’d never know
I implode my emotions
to prevent a detonation of petulant,
angry truths
retreat unscathed
void of conflict and casualties
but my insides are raw and burnt.

Silent, No More

At a very young age
They killed my voice
Years of loveless burning flames
slow suffocation
It finally decomposed

But, like a rising Phoenix
My voice was reborn
It's no longer low and strangled
Instead, more precise and matter of fact

My eyes on the sun
I speak with passion
I confront sugar-coated aggression
I dismiss scathing sarcasm
I cut ties with backbiting jackasses

Provoked, threatened or mocked
I will annihilate you
without second thought or regret.

Inner Reset

I’m not a chronic profanity abuser
but I woke up this morning like:
eff it.

It was as if someone with an aura,
dark and pompous
intentionally
walked on my white carpet
with muddy stilettos
and then apologized disingenuously.

Remnants of painful memories
abruptly incensed me.

But, instead of initiating the DMX playlist,
I closed my eyes and waited,
unclenched my fists, simultaneously
hitting the reset buttons
in my heart and mind and
allowed the masked anger, called pain
to dissipate.

Resurfaced Thoughts

I’m not a chronic profanity abuser
but I woke up this morning like:
eff it.

Like someone with an aura,
dark and pompous
intentionally
walked on my white carpet
with muddy stilettos
and then apologized disingenuously.

Remnants of painful memories
abruptly incensed me.
So, I hit the DMX playlist, and

waited

for someone
to give me a reason.

Nope, not today

The sunlight creeps in.
I shut the blinds abruptly and
pull the covers over my head
more tightly.

Come out and play.

I can't today.

On my back rides heartbreak.
So, I succumb to the fatigue
hand in hand with sadness,
held hostage by darkness.

Untouchable

Paralyzed memories,
walking pain
never released,
always buried
eventually exhumed
consuming me,
burning anyone
that gets too close
Leave me,
please
untouchable
I don't want to
be.

Sweet Dreams

Last night I dreamt
I scratched your face.
Cathartically
pulling off layers of
your skin,
hoping to transfer my
feelings of
hurt and abandonment...
onto you.