**Confession**


In the hush between two breaths, I speak,
A tremble born of silence weak—
This heart, long held in woven thread,
Now dares to voice what went unsaid.

A candle flickers in the gloom,
Its glow like truth inside a room
Where shadows lean and listen close
To every word I fear the most.

Forgive me, if my voice should break;
The truth is not so hard to take—
It’s living with the lie that...

My footsteps are silenced by the weeds poking through the damp path. My breaths are visible in the cold morning air, a veil of silence between me and the rest of the world. Walking down this path, wiping my clammy hands on the front of my tee shirt. All but remind me of my past and my could-have-been’s. The significance of this path is invisible, but it’s the lighthouse that guides me to work each...

The day we parted, it killed me. The echoing footsteps heading in opposite directions, the painful goodbye I muttered through a clenched jaw. You pleaded, you didn’t understand, and you may never know. It was for you, I broke your heart. But I left, in order for you to truly fly. You may never forgive me, you don’t have to. I just want you to know, I loved you, and I still do. It pained me just as...

As I walk apon the sidewalk, calm washes through my veins. The throw up graffiti, to the skateboarders. They all give me a peace that is rare, the chaos calms my nerves. The busy street leaves me with an empty concience as I wave to people passing by. Each and every one different, I find I like to guess their stories, who they really are. From the naughty teenagers to the overwhelmed woman on the...